Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)
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				Title: <strong>Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 00:01:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=766">Quote from: Camilla on 18-12-2006, 21:23:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong>Lisimba <br><em>(means Lion)</em><br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Sex:</strong> F<br><br><strong>height:</strong> 5'<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 130lbs.<br><strong>Body type:</strong> hourglass<br><strong>Breasts:</strong> 38" around<br><strong>Waiste:</strong> 24" around<br><strong>Hips:</strong> 37" around<br><br><strong>Eye color:</strong> golden brown<br><strong>Skin color:</strong> Cacussian<br><strong>Hair color:</strong> Raven black and goes down straight to her waiste<br><br><strong>Opening Attire:</strong> A simple linnin skirt tied on both sides at her hips and to her fet. She has brass bands around her wrists and ankles and no sandles. A simple linnin halter ties around her neck. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Sweet. Gentle. Especially Quiet. She rarely sends much. She rarely says much but has a essance about her. She seems powerful and passionate. Passionate to a T but so timid it was hard to tell. Hard to tell because she was allways giving to her fellows. She loves water and flows like that. <br><br><strong>History:</strong><br><br>Lisimba is really Thalassa. She comes from the islands of Greece and with her father was a sailing merchant. She has allways been found of water and it is her greatest weakness. She grew up fine, she knows many languages all reltively fuluently, but she's allways had aprotect so she never worried about the dangers of land. The dangers of water she could deal with. She found out when her father's ship was raided because it was found out he was actually cheating his customers and was a spy for the Greek army, that she didn't know how to deal with the land ones. Thalassa tried to run, she dived into the sea, but as she came up the boats that were raiding her father chased after her and grabbed her. <br><br>The men who raided the boat where Priests and Advisors to Egypt's Pharoh. They took her on board thier ship and tried to use her as a slave in multiple ways. They never managed. She was the virgin lioness as they named her. Or Lisimba. It was while she was on this ship. She was spossed to be away but she was finding her way lose to try and escape when she went into thier room and herad the whle story. They wanted to kill her but for some strange reason refused. She woulodn't ever know someone she had met stepped in for her. Instead of being killed she was kept alive if still sold. Instead she was to deal with being sold into slavery. She wasn't sold into any major slave market at first. She instead was hidden in a bad news market. Bad news Marekt. Yet with her golden eyes and beautiful body and hair, she was resold into a bigger and bigger and bigger marekt place. <br><br>That was where she meet the Pharoh's son's favorite. <br>I</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><strong>the Princes' home:</strong> (http://www.gardenhomearchitects.com/Home_of_a%20Wealthy_Egyptian.jpg)<br><br>She was going through a nightmare she went through often. Two years ago. She was 18 and her father's ship was being raided in the middle of the night. She was rushed boelow but then she tried to hide. She tried to hide but she was found. And then she tried to escape.&nbsp; It didn't do any good. She was grabbed. Pulled into strong arms she looked into almost black eyes. Her heart dropped. the dream from thier discolored into blackness and opened back up into a light. She saw another woman. A beautiful Nubian Princess. She as gorgous. But she heard something. She had walked into a conversation she shouldn't have. She walked in and heard about a plot to kill teh Pharoh of Egypt. She gasped and was saw.<br><br>The screams around her woke her. She wasn't in that room any longer. No instead she was in a new home. A beautiful garden palace. Small but ravishing. She looked around and her eyes became wide. <br><br>Since two years she had went from her fatehrs boat to a boat of some Priests and a few others for a year. Then when things went wrong and for a year she had shifted on slave makrkets allways bieng a lioness no one could touch. Word spreead of her golden eyes. Her golden eyes and beauty.<br><br><br>That was why she was the door steps of the Pharoh's son's palace...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 00:35:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=43">Quote from: Hunter on 18-12-2006, 22:49:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Let's see.....<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ramses (to be Ramses ii)<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Sex:</strong> M<br><br><strong>height:</strong> 5' 4"<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 160lbs.<br><strong>Body type:</strong> athletic<br><br><strong>Eye color:</strong> blue<br><strong>Skin color:</strong> Cacussian<br><strong>Hair color:</strong> shaved<br>(note: think Imohtep from the new Mummy movies)<br><br><strong>Opening Attire:</strong> Ramses begins in his war armor.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Dominant. Intelligent. At the height of his family's dynasty, he's likely to prove to be the pinnacle of it.&nbsp; He's arrogant, pampered, and domineering.&nbsp; &nbsp;But he's also very wise and can be surprising compassionate and gentle when he feels like it.&nbsp; He's also a bit of a control freak and demands absolute obedience as a proof of loyalty.<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br><br>Ramses is the eldest son of his family; well educated, a natural leader, and a brilliant strategist.&nbsp; He's been raised with his every possible whim and need met, and it shows.&nbsp; He's schooled in four different languages (Egyptian, Arabic, Babylonian, and Greek) and also is trained in medicine.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 00:49:21</strong>
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				Name: Anaressa<br><br>Age: 20<br>Sex: Female<br><br>Height: 5'6<br>Weight: 137 lbs.<br><br>Eye color: black as midnight with a very thin emerald green ring around the pupil<br>Skin color: dark brown, chocolate<br>Hair color: Jet black, flowing in waves of curls to her mid-back<br><br>Opening Attire: A white linen dress, the hem falling just above her knees, a gold belt cinching it at her waist, gold arm bands adorn her arm and a simple band is worn as a crown. As she walks it is obvious to any that observe her lean dark muscular figure that she is more than a simple harem girl.<br><br>Personality: Dominant. Stern. Cruel. Will do anything for Ramses, protecting his life with her own. She does have streaks of kindness for those women that she directs and her son.<br><br>History:<br><br>Born a Nubian princess, Anaressa was bred to be a Queen, until the Pharaoh conquered her lands when she was in her early teens. He allowed her family to continue to rule their lands. As part of the deal, her father sent her to the Pharaoh’s lands, to learn the ways of Egyptians; she was a hand maiden to the Pharaoh’s mother, the Queen. She fell in with the priests and advisors working a plan to get close enough to the Pharaoh to poison him, unfortunately the plan was discovered.<br><br>Her life was spared by the Pharaoh’s son, she had been possibility for betrothal for him and they had deep affections for each other even, an illicit affair had happened between them, she had been with child, a boy that was taken from her when the plot was discovered. She has never shared the name of the father of her son to anyone but Ramses, the boy having a birthmark identical to his father's. <br><br>Her life as a slave has been a tough one, but their feelings for each other overwhelmed any hatred he may have for her part in the plot. She rose to the head of his harem and has been granted many privileges.<br><br>As the hand maiden she had certain powers, one of which she used when the priests and advisors captured a beautiful Grecian woman, she had them spare her life, though she could not stop her suffering the life of a slave. She watched over her as much as she good, making sure her master's were good people, until she became a slave herself. Part of her motivation to rise again with Ramses' household was to save this woman, the lioness. <br><br>It was on this day that she finally was able to purchase Lisamba for her lover, and she does so leaving her at the Palace as a gift while she spent some time at the Market gathering supplies.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 01:31:55</strong>
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				Ramses, prince of Egypt and soon to be Pharaoh stalked into his private chambers.&nbsp; The door was opened and closed by the pair of attending guards.&nbsp; He paused inside the main entrance, his eyes sweeping the area with displeasure.&nbsp; He was covered by dust and blood, the sword in his hand still stained by the blood of one of his father's formerly incompentant generals.&nbsp; Formerly because he'd simply executed the fool with his own hand.<br><br>His eyes drifted over the twinkling fountain that stood in the middle of the room, his eyes passing to the bedchamber before returning to scan the room again.&nbsp; The soft closing of the doors drew everyone's attention back to him and he moved forward again, walking past the golden fountain to the luxurious bath chamber.<br><br>"Attend me."&nbsp; He snapped out the order to several of his harem that hovered inside of the room.&nbsp; "I require a bath."&nbsp; He moved past them without any further acknowledgement, stopping before the perpetually warm and quite large bathing pool.&nbsp; He stopped to allow his maidens to undress him and further attend to his every need.<br><br>"Have Anaressa sent to me as soon as she returns."&nbsp; He ordered one of his maidens (no male slaves were permitted in his chambers) who quickly genuflected and left the room.&nbsp; His eyes drifted to Lisimba with a look of annoyance and his grip tightened on his sword.&nbsp; "Well?"&nbsp; He snapped, his tone suggesting that her life hung in the balance.
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				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 01:58:09</strong>
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				Lisimba didn't look much to scared by him. She had gone through a time when she as scared. Now she was more qiet then anything. She didn't want to touch the man the strange eyed woman left her to. She had seen the woman before. She was famillar...how.....but why...this doesn't make sense. <br><br>But now she looked at Ramses. He had very intresting eyes. She had never seen an Egyptian man with them. Those are what got to her. She tightened and stepped up to him. She went to his shoulders and began removing his clothing. Her eyes looked down but the golden circles watched everything that happened as she removed his clothing. After she had his tops off she moved onto his shoes.<br><br>She was creating a neat pile that was hard for the usually messy raen haired girl to do. Swaying back and forth between him and her pile a step away on a designated bench. She removed his pants from behind sliding them down his legs. She didn't appear to intrested in his body. She had seen the bodies of others and she did not enjoy them. On her first day here for the Pharoh's son, Ramses's body did not yet appeal to her. <br><br>Her golden eyes only showed any reaction when he was fulll naked and the nude body was free from her duty for now while she left to take care of his war amor. 
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 02:06:24</strong>
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				With barely a glance at her, he stepped into the water.&nbsp; He sat down and was immediately attended by a pair of maidens who had been waiting for him, standing in the bath to attend him.&nbsp; "Wait."&nbsp; He ordered, lifting his hand to stop them as he sat down in the pool.&nbsp; "Leave me."&nbsp; He ordered the two, who promptly bowed and left the room.<br><br>"You will bathe me instead."&nbsp; His eyes drifted to the raven haired girl who was caring for his war armor.&nbsp; He settled at the edge of the pool, barely more deep than his arm to the elbow.&nbsp; "Another will care for my armor and sword."&nbsp; He instructed, settling so that he could see out of the room for when Anaressa returned.&nbsp; He rested his elbows on the lip of the pool and kept his eyes focused on Lisimba.
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				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 04:38:30</strong>
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				Lisimba knew about no choice and consended with a slow nodding bow. She left the arm a bit nervous to do so. She appeared timid to enter the water. She hd never cleaned a man before. Seeing him she could be nutral...but touching...it wasn't her first thing she was jumping up to do. But it was her durty and she was a slave.<br><br>She stepped into the bath the water quickly lifting her linin skirt. The two pannels swirled around her legs as she moed forward to him. She got as deep as him but it showed a tad different on her. He was 4 inches taller then her and so when she was beside him stading the water flirted with the shown skin above her navel. <br><br>Reaching for the available supplies she looked them over. She was a little sour because she wasn't sure if there were special tasks but she knew how to bathe. She did what she knew. Placing hte pad of spounge in the middle of her palm she placed in the middle of that a small dollop of a liquid soap that she then went to the feet of one of the most powerful men in Egypt and the known world of that time to apply it to. She was slow and gentle touching him. She never once looked up at him as she worked up to his knees. She never once spoke a word or let the calm facade change very much working on each leg indivudually.<br><br>She took this as if it was medical. She did not know the man and he did not seem instently soft to her for her to relax around him.<br><br>Besides she allready knew who's Harem she was in. The other girls had told her when they came to pick her up from the gates. The Pharoh's son. <em>The son to the men tht wanted to kill his father...did it ever happen...Lisimba it was just over two years ago...something surely would have happened by now...yet...plots like those never go away...there were so many of them...if only I knew them...knew them to keep away...</em> Her mind was racing under neath that facade she was a tad scared. Those thoughts merely kept her away fromt the thoughts any woman in slavery to a man would think. <br><br>She ws ready to approach those. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 05:06:20</strong>
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				Anaressa wandered the markets, two servants following behind her as she walked through the stalls. She gathered the usual supplies, incense, sandalwood oils and spices from the orient to burn in the bed chambers, adding an enticing aroma. She found more soaps to use in the bath’s both after her Prince finished his training with the army as well as other more interesting activities. <br><br>She stopped at a jeweler’s stall, picking out a golden pendant of a lioness head with two amber eyes on a long golden chain for the new slave, as well as a royal blue dress, for she, Ressa, her prince’s favorite was the only one allowed to wear white in his presence, after the first night. Along with the blue dress, she found a silver belt and finally a pair of new sandals for the young woman. All of this the servants carried in the baskets they had brought with them.<br><br>Only after her business had been taken care of, did Anaressa seek out the toymaker at the market, he had just finished the wooden lion, elephant and hippo; she paid for these with her own coin purse, not willing to use her Prince’s credit. Though Ramses had tried to hide her son, Merenptah, from her, Anaressa was very resourceful especially as the head of his harem, and she had found the maid who he had charged with her son’s care. <br><br>She had befriended the maid and the woman allowed her to bring small gifts to her son and talk to him, as long as she did not reveal who she was in relation to him. Thankful for just the small favor, Anaressa enter the small temple gardens where her son played, smiled at the woman before kneeling before the boy. “Greetings young sire,” she whispered to which he giggled at her. She brought her hands from behind her back, revealing the toys to his gleeful cries. He jumped into her arms, giving her a sloppy kiss on the cheek, before taking his new gifts and playing with him.<br><br>Anaressa watched her son play with his new toys, warm tears sliding down her cheeks, as she turned and headed back to her Prince and his new prize.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 11:15:11</strong>
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				Ramses watched Lisimba for a moment until she began to bathe him, his eyes studying her intently for a moment before his attention wandered back to more important matters.&nbsp; He was having one of those days and he was really unhappy that Anaressa hadn't been here when he returned.&nbsp; His mind turned to how to make the army strong, having a need to find every possible solution that he could to resolve the matter.<br><br>He remained where he was, letting her take as much time as she needed to bathe him while his temper cooled and matters other than that of the throne began to settle into his conciousness.
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				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:06:52</strong>
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				Lisimba was glade to be left alone and contineud on her way slowly. She gave him a nice long bath, taking her time, in hopes thawt such attention to detail wouldn't get her in trouble. At all thimes the warm water caresed her body and she felt relaxtion wash over her thanks to the water. Her and the water were dear friends. She might be called the lioness but she loved the water unlike lions. She was finishing up his upper cheast and wasn't sure how much further she could go,. She wished she could leave or go back to her orginal duties. It would be much sweeter then how nervous she flet around this powerful man. <br><br>Lisimba's golden eyes flashed awareness when they reconized her point. She stepped out so he did not have to move and she could gentlly clean his scalp. Now here she was really good. She started to massage his head, neck, and shoulders. The entire time her golden eyes were fixated on the door though. The moment she could she was going to race out that door like a lioness. <br><br>Her life might be in danger here if she was found out that she knew something. <em>Mabye I'm over worrying it though...mabye everythign was found out...mabye some of it was...what if the priests are still here...and that woamn who came and got me. She seemed so soft and sweet...she seemed famillar...she has gorgous eyes...</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:31:17</strong>
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				Her work completed at the Market, Anaressa walked back through the streets, the servants walking behind her again, four guards walking with them, both for her protection and to guarantee she will not escape. She did not mind them; there had been an attempt to kidnap her in the past few months, her emotional ties to the Prince useful to his enemies. She had asked her lover to teach her the ways of the knife, though reluctant at first, afraid she would use the weapon on him, he had finally relented. Though they just started the training, he presented her with a practical dagger, which she carried with her at all times.<br><br>The doors of the Prince’s Palace were opened for her, the servants bowing for her as if she were the Prince’s wife and not just another one of his harem. She walked in, head held high, turning to the servants, “Place the clothing in the new bed chambers and give me the pendant.” They did as she asked immediately as the young servant woman came up and informed her that the Prince requested her immediate presence.<br><br>Holding the pendant hidden in her hand, Anaressa entered the bath chambers; her footfalls were quiet on the stone floor. “I am here, my Prince,” she whispered, her words carried on the air currents to her lover’s ears.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:41:23</strong>
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				"Where have you been?"&nbsp; Ramses' eyes turned toward Anaressa, impatiently waving Lisimba away from his head.&nbsp; "I was expecting you to be here by the time I returned."&nbsp; His tone of voice indicated that his mood was still sour even if it was a bit better than when he'd arrived.&nbsp; Impatiently, he pointed to the spot next to him, not really caring what her answer might be.&nbsp; At the moment, he simply wanted someone to berate and she was handy.
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				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:44:46</strong>
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				Lisimba jumped visibly her golden eyes were surpised to see Anaressa walk into the bath chamber. But then her voice. It once more registed something Lisimba wasn't sure what it was. She was very surpised, but she knew the prince had been awaiting someone...Anaressa...yes that was the name he used. <em>Anaressa...</em> the name sounded important. Lisimba was ready to stop and instnetly did so when Ramses batted her away. She bowed out quickly making to leave them to thier privacy. No one had yet to show up for his amor so she took that as an escuse as she went to leave. 
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:49:23</strong>
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				"I didn't say you could leave."&nbsp; Ramses snapped, his eyes fixiating back on the maiden who'd been bathing him just the moment before.&nbsp; "Stay."&nbsp; He ordered; his attention returned to his hand maiden, waiting for her reaction.
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:50:28</strong>
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				“I was at the Market, my dear Prince, where I told you I would be today. Did you like my gift?” she asked, nodding towards the gorgeous woman standing next to him. As she spoke to him, she considered defying him as she had done countless times before, but finally decided that if he was in a sour mood, it was better he took it out on her and no one else. “Lisimba, dear, will you help me out of my clothes?” she asks to the woman bathing Ramses.
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				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 16:59:34</strong>
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				Lisimba cringed as she slowly stepped back into the room. She wasn't helping. Probably everyone with in a 200 foot radius knew the prince wasn't in the best of moods. Atleast Anaressa was nice. Lisimba kept her head down finding it hard to not just want to leave and slowly approeached her. She had a simple outfit on so Anaressa's belt was remoed first then her sandles, and finally she slide the dress down Anaressa's od. Once more a neat little pile was miade. She had heard the words gift and felt slightly admonished. She was still a person. But slaves were often given as gifts. <br><br>She waited till Anaressa was finished once more working on perfecting her skills in neatness instead of comming riht away back to the pool. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 17:07:50</strong>
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				Anaressa's dark skin gleamed with oils, the scent of sandalwood stronger as the dress had been removed. When Lisimba returned to the pool edge, Ressa stepped closer to Grecian woman, lifting her head to look into her golden eyes. Whispering so that her Prince could not hear the words, "You are safe, my lioness, I will talk with you later, for now do as we say." Stepping back, she unfurled the necklace with the lioness pendant and carefully placed it around the smaller woman's neck, kissing her on her cheek. <br><br>Anaressa entered the warm water of the pool, stopping just before Ramses, "I am here for you, my Prince," she whispered staring into his midnight blue eyes.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 17:30:53</strong>
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				Ramses' mood improved by Anaressa's apparent obedience, and he reached forward to take her hands with his own.&nbsp; "Do you have anything new to report to me?"&nbsp; He asked quietly, his voice subdued and calm now.&nbsp; &nbsp;His eyes remained fixed on her breasts, the taste of them a warm memory that stirred his loins just a bit.
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				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 17:43:47</strong>
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				Entwining her fingers with her lover’s, Anaressa steps even closer to him, her breasts a whisper away from his chest, the water barely flowing between them. “I have nothing to report, my love. My trip to the Markets were uneventful” Her breath is warm and smells of mint, as she speaks her voice calm and soothing.
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				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 17:55:37</strong>
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				He looked deeply into her eyes, trying to decipher her mood and intentions.&nbsp; After a moment, he realized that she was going to be unreadable until his own mood improved.&nbsp; "I require you to attend me for dinner," he informed her.&nbsp; "And after dinner I will go to bed."&nbsp; He removed his hands from hers and caressed her bare bottom lovingly.<br><br>He rose to his feet, the water sliding off of his body like a curtain.&nbsp; He stepped from the pool, turning away from her to leave the bath chamber and walk into the bed chamber.&nbsp; Water dripped from his body with every step and he entered his bed chamber, dismissing those within with a wave of his hand.<br><br>He sat down in the golden chair (the only chair in the room, actually), mindful of the cushion at his feet that belonged to Anaressa.&nbsp; There he waited to be served, content knowing that his hand maiden would take care of such matters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 18:09:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kept her secrets to herself, only allowing her satisfaction of finally bringing Lisimba to her home show within her black eyes. When Ramses left her, she watched as he rose from the water, just the sight of him was an aphrodisiac for her, and she could not help but smile. “I will be with you at dinner, Master,” she used the word to amuse herself, and not out of obedience to the Prince. She stayed within the pool, using the soap and sponge to wash herself, turning towards her newest girl.<br>&nbsp;<br>“Tell me, my lioness; what thoughts create those worry lines?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 20:49:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba jumped when she was called on again. She was pondering over what Anaressa had said. She was torn between the two. "You seem famillar to me, Mistress...and I'm not use to a female voice calling me lioness. Thank you deeply for the present, Mistress." She said still looking down at the gold pendent slightly afraid by it. Every time she had switched hands she had become more Lisimba and less Thalassa. She was starting to aquait herself with the powerful lioness. "I haven't ever done more then common house work. His highness is a little intimidating the longer you are in his prensense." She told the basis fo what she was thinking and left Anaressa to baith not use to seeing women bath and that being a shock to her. <br><br>She went and and reached first for a cup of wine and a cup of water bringing them over on a tray with grapes for his highness. Then she brought over a tray of oils in which she continued the one thing she found she like to do thus far when it came to bodies and that was massage. She worked on Ramses' feet trying to give him a good massage while he would wait for Anaressa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 21:24:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses gave Lisimba several minutes, sipping on the wine while she worked.&nbsp; "Enough," he stated finally; his patience at an end.&nbsp; "Have Anaressa come to me immediately."&nbsp; He ordered her, his eyes flat and unpleasant.&nbsp; He'd had enough of being put off by his hand maiden and it showed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 21:32:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding out of the warm pool of water, Anaressa dried off as the young lioness left her, oh she knew the girl’s real name, knew about her father, but there was no sense in revealing that information. Donning a long white silk robe, she leaves it untied as she pads to her own rooms, the pale robe accenting her dark skin as she walked.<br><br>By now the servants were used to her flaunting her body and her quick temper; they averted their eyes as she passed. Entering her rooms, she dismissed all servants, waiting for Lisimba to appear at the entrance, while she sat on a cushioned couch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 21:52:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba didn't seem overly depressed to be sent away. She immediatly bowed out. She went to where she had allready been directed Anaressa's rooms where. Bowing as she entered she was quick to deliver her message. "His Highness would like to see you, Mistress Anaressa." Lisimba quickly said. She looked up for a moment curiousness blossoming but she lowered once more. "He's annoyed wiht me I belive is there anything you need service of?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 22:06:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Please raise, Lisimba, he is not annoyed with you dear, he is annoyed at me and just taking it out on you.” She gazed at the woman before her and though they were the same age, Anaressa felt much older, more experienced. She stood before the young woman, dropping the robe to her feet, “would you rub that oil on me,” she asks though her tone makes it a command, as she lied down onto her bed.<br><br>“Tell me what you heard the priests say years ago on that boat?” she whispers quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 23:29:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba rose and started to follow commands reaching for teh sandlewood oil. She stil smelt it strongl on Anaressa. She did not think it would be right to enter another sent into such a beautiful one. She wasn't sure if she should be doing those. He did seem impacient. But what one wished for she was spossed to do. What was she to do though when they contriducted?<br><br>Lisimba obeyed the order Anaressa gave her and went to her body. This was going to be unnervign to the girl. But she did it her golden eyes focused on her hands till she heard Anaressa's words. <br><br><br>"Two years ago, Mistress...almost a year after they raided my father's boat." She couldn't help but correct. She didn't say anything else and began rubbing Anaressa's feet and legs. "They said about the Pharaoh...he was creating a path to killing many so they doubted that he could be a god...they were going to first try poison and if that didn't work, the closet person was going to stab him...that was near to thier exact words....I didn't have anything to do with it. I stepped in at the wrong time...I tried to get away when the found me....I couldn't...Mistress...how would you know....You look famillar but...where you?....But the Pharoh's son....he is your Master? Why would you...."<br><br>Lisimba was confused and her hands were slowly stilling on her ribs, having moved up while she spoke. Her eyes looked up and the golden orbs flowed in confusion. She was gaining watchfullness and unease...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2006, 23:50:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning softly, Anaressa always enjoyed a good massage, "Your hands are quite skilled." she whispers as she turns to allow the woman access to the rest of her body. As she listened to those words, her nervousness plain in her voice, Anaressa comforted her quietly, "Relax my lioness, I know because I was there, I stepped in to save your life, as the Prince saved mine." <br><br>Smiling at the Lisimba, Anaressa sat up on her bed, grabbing her arms and staring into her amber eyes, "I have bought some new clothes for you, once we are done here, you are to put them on, the others will show you what you are to while the Prince and I....converse." She kissed the Grecian woman fully on her lips, licking her lower lip before standing again.<br><br>She donned her robe again and entered her Prince's chambers. "You called for me, Ramses?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-12-2006, 01:03:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses glowed at Anaressa, his mood soured by the delay.&nbsp; "Well?"&nbsp; He snapped, having taken the interlude to finish his dinner.&nbsp; &nbsp;He set aside the scroll that he'd been reading and rose to his feet.&nbsp; He walked over to where his hand maiden stood then grabbed her by the wrist, twisting her around and slapping her hard on the bottom.&nbsp; "Do not make me wait again."&nbsp; He shoved her away from him, turning and stalking toward the plush bed.<br><br>"I will retire for the night."&nbsp; He stated unnecessarily, climbing into the bed as he continued to speak.&nbsp; "Bring me my bedwarmer then present yourself to me for discipline."&nbsp; It went without saying that everyone in his bed would be nude.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-12-2006, 01:10:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa tolerated his foul mood, had since she became the head of his harem many months ago. She had told him as part of accepting her new position that he is take all punishment out on her and not on any of her girls. She did not scream, or even flinch when he slapped her, and when he shoved her away, she grabbed his chair to steady herself. <br><br>“What has soured your mood tonight, my Prince?” she ventured as she allowed the silk to slide from her lean muscular body, her darkness a stark contrast to him. She grabbed his warmer, and walked over to his bedside, presenting herself for punishment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-12-2006, 03:05:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"My father's generals."&nbsp; He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.&nbsp; "Now that I had to execute every one of them, there's going to be major problems because if it."&nbsp; He remained silent for a moment, his eyes watching her.&nbsp; He never could remain mad at her for very long, particularly when she presented her naked body to him in a submissive may.&nbsp; He waved her over to sit at his feet instead of leaning against his chair.<br><br>"Another will not share my bed tonight."&nbsp; He said quietly, waiting for her to settle at his feet before speaking again.&nbsp; It was normal that both her and another maiden kept him warm in bed.&nbsp; "When the sun chariot rises I will name your punishment, my pet."&nbsp; He reached over and stroked her hair for a moment in silence, trying to gauge her reaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>20-12-2006, 03:07:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stepped in..." Lisimba was vastly confused. But Anaressa left for the Prince. Her whole self was nervous as hell. She gave in. Seh couldn't do anything. She wanted to desperatly but she couldn't. <br>She had little time to think as it was. She was quickly found by two other harem woman. She had choras. She was first to finish her duties with the Prince's armor which had finally been removed. Further from that she was put on cleaning of all he would need for tommarow. <br><br>She was put in close promximaty to his male scent doing all this cleaning, washing and arranging. It was one that did not frighten her at first. But she became calmed asw most woman do by a strong male scent. She was finally seant to ar room for the night after a small final dinner. <br><br>In her chamber she found the dress, belt and sandles, Anaressa had purchased for her. Seh put the cloths she had been wearing away and snuggled into her pallat. She had a room with other women but her own small section. It wasn't glamours but she didn't at all mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-12-2006, 04:25:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She sat down at his feet, feeling charitable tonight, something he was certainly not used to from his Nubian princess. She rubbed her hand up and down his leg, massaging his muscles, her touch gentle. She placed her lips on his knee, brushing them softly against his skin. “You know I will accept any punishment willing, my Prince.”<br><br>She rubbed her cheek slowly against his leg, “Would you like a massage before you sleep, my dear?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-12-2006, 12:51:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled to her, reaching down to stroke her cheek lovingly.&nbsp; "No, my love.&nbsp; I only require that you keep me warm this night."&nbsp; He pulled his legs up and settled properly into bed, waiting for his hand maiden to join him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He stretched out comfortably, relaxed and feeling much better than he had only an hour before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-01-2007, 21:30:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slid into bed after her lover, kissing him softly on his lips before rolling over to allow him to spoon her as he is accustomed to doing when they sleep together. She settled into the soft pillows, sliding the warm covers over their bodies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>02-01-2007, 22:25:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a long sigh, he closed his eyes.&nbsp; He reached around her waist and snuggled her against him, enjoying the warmth and softness of her body.&nbsp; It only took a few moments before he dozed off to sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-01-2007, 22:46:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slept soundly resting in her lover's arms, until the sun rose over the horizon. Dreams came to her as they always did of her Prince taking the Egyptian throne and becoming his Queen, their little son earning his rightful place as heir. Her dreams also turned to the erotic, enjoying their new slave's 'virginal' state when it came to women, she was looking forward to taking advantage of her. She woke with the sun, slipping out of the bed and kneeling on her pillow awaiting the Prince's punishment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 22:20:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses awoke earlier than usual, one hand caressing his hand maiden's curves until she awoke.&nbsp; When she seemed to stir, he stopped what he was doing and rolled onto his stomach.&nbsp; He remembered that she'd been his first slave, the one who'd he'd first had sex with.&nbsp; She'd only slept with him and would never sleep with another man as long as he lived.&nbsp; He could remember her first cries of pleasure/pain as he'd taken her virginity in his clumsy way and the enjoyment of having such simple power over another.<br><br>"Return to bed and rub my back while I decide your punishment."&nbsp; He instructed, his chins resting on his hands.&nbsp; He closed his eyes, remembering her curves underneath his hands, her swollen breasts being teased by his fingertips, her wet pussy around his erection.&nbsp; He remained silent for a few moments, simply enjoying the early morning.&nbsp; Soon enough would be time to move on to the day's affairs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 22:41:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa rose from the pillow, her dark body stark against the white linen and green linens her Prince seemed to prefer and strode back to bed, stopping several feet back for a moment so that he can view her in all her glory. She was gorgeous and not ashamed to show off her body, her Prince had killed several men already for their attempts to touch her. She had no desire for another man, none could compete with the power that her Prince held and she had enjoyed many a woman since becoming Ramses' favorite, both their tastes running to the exotic.<br><br>She took the steps to the bed quickly, she climbed on top of the bed and straddled her lover, placing her hot wet sex against the firm muscles of his butt, teasing him as she rub slightly against him. She caressed his back with her hands, slowly working the tension out of his muscles, adept at both massage and knowledge of her Prince's body. Her hands moved slowly at first, stretching out the tight muscles and kneading the knots as she found them. She whispered softly to her Prince, "What are your plans for the day my love, is there anything that you require of me, after my punishment of course?"<br><br>It was these times that she enjoyed the most, she called him by his name rather than Master when they were alone at his request, switching to a more formal address when in front of the rest of the harem.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 23:07:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That feels good, Anaressa."&nbsp; Ramses said quietly after a moment, luxurating in her touch.&nbsp; He smiled as she was always soft and warm against him, and had a certain effect on him when they were alone.&nbsp; He remained silent for just a moment longer before speaking again.&nbsp; "I have to deal with affairs of the throne today."&nbsp; He told her after the silence ended.&nbsp; "While my father lacks the knowledge to make the army strong, he does have wisdom in many other affairs.&nbsp; It would only be wise to learn everything I can about what is intended for my people."<br><br>He sighed in pleasure as her hands did their magic, closing his eyes to enjoy it immensely.&nbsp; He had an idea of her punishment but didn't quite want to tell her just yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 23:55:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning down she kissed him lightly on the nape of his neck, nibbling softly as she continued to massage and caress the length of his back, her strong fingers digging in when necessary and gentle when required. "And me, what do you require of me, your Highness?" she whispered, her breath warm on his ear. <br><br>They had talked at length of his father, her involvement in the priest's attempted assassination a never spoken of openly, but always underlying their conversations. She believed him weak and his weakness bringing down her nation, she worried that Egypt would loose the power it had gained and that her Prince would gain nothing. These thoughts alone should have brought her death, but she had not voiced them, only planting seeds of doubt with her Prince, never overtly mentioning her concerns.<br><br>She pushed up, pressing her breasts along his back as she scooted down to massage the firm cheeks of the Prince's buttocks, her hands sliding down between his legs to caress his already erect manhood.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-01-2007, 23:59:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses gave a soft murmur of happiness when Anaressa's hands caressed his erection.&nbsp; "I require you to give me pleasure."&nbsp; He opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder at her.&nbsp; "I require you to surrender your body to my desires and give yourself wholely to my needs."&nbsp; He smiled knowingly at her, wanting for this moment to feel her body against his as he filled her with his erection and made her his own again.&nbsp; "I require this right now."
			</dd>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 00:20:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her smile widened at his request, for at that moment she wanted nothing less than to be pleasured and to give pleasure to her Prince. She whispered gently, her words a soft wind against his pale skin, "your wish is my command, my master." She rolled off him then, her fingers trailing his side as she spread her legs in anticipation of being mounted.<br><br>Most of time between them in this bedroom there was a struggle to who would have the upper hand, who would be the dominant as they coupled, but today she rather enjoyed being submissive to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 01:07:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He rose to his hands and knees, scooting over so that he knelt over to of his hand maiden.&nbsp; He smiled knowingly to her, his erection danging in the air between them.&nbsp; "Enjoy yourself, my hand maiden."&nbsp; He commanded in a soft voice to her, then leaned forward to kiss the hollow of her neck.&nbsp; He slowly kissed his way down her neck and into her cleavage, placing a single kiss on each of her hard nipples.<br><br>"Put me into you," he ordered with hungry eyes.&nbsp; "I want to feel your hands on me before I take you."
			</dd>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 04:59:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned at his kisses, her gaze sliding down the length of his lean muscular body, and for a fleeting moment she was tempted to deny him the pleasure he had commanded. But his length between them was too much for her and she reached out, stroking it slowly, her fingers lightly playing across its head. She teased him for some time before position at the cusp of her sex, her wet, warm folds caressing him, as she pushed her hips upwards towards him. <br><br>She looked into his gaze, her need and desire just as hungry as his own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 05:41:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gritted his teeth as she teased him, taking her time before letting him into her warmth.&nbsp; When she finally permitted him into her, he pushed deep, forcing her down into the bed.&nbsp; "Mine."&nbsp; He got out between clenched teeth, then began to pump her slow and hard.&nbsp; His hands pressed on her breasts as he took his pleasure on her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 05:50:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She opened to him willing, shifting so that he could push deeper with each thrust, she had grown to love the slight pain that came with his love making, matching his rhythm with her own hips lifting to him. Her muscles pulled him deep inside her, quivering and playing along his manhood as he filled her warm sex, she smiled knowing she was giving him pleasure and that he was hers. She had learned what he liked long ago; her stubbornness only excited him further, their 'struggles' exhilarating. <br><br>She pulled his head to hers, taking his mouth in a deep passionate kiss, echoing his words to him, in a breathy whisper, "Mine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 07:09:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a savage smile, he returned the passionate kiss.&nbsp; His hands squeezed her breasts even as he pushed himself as deep into her as he could get.&nbsp; He let himself go, wave after wave of pleasure rippling over him as he released his seed into her.&nbsp; He forced her to remain flat on the bed, further excited by any resistance she offered him.&nbsp; He would cum until he ran dry but that would hardly be the end of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 17:05:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She returned his smile with a devilish one of her own as she accepted his seed, her muscles pulling it deep within, she wrapped her legs around his lean, muscular body, pressing their already sweaty bodies closer. As he forced her to remain flat against the bed, so she forced him to remain on top of her, owe they both could break their bonds, though he easily than she with his current position. <br><br>Her smile still on her lips she released some tension from her legs, feigning submission until she felt his grip on her breasts relax, at that very moment she pushed up against the bed, flipping them so that she lay on top of her lover, he still deep within, she kissed him then, nuzzled against the stubble that had grown overnight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 19:19:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He relaxed for a few moments, letting her nuzzle and enjoy herself before he flipped her onto her back again.&nbsp; He slid out of her, kneeling next to her on the bed while trying to keep her pinned in place.&nbsp; One hand wandered down her body, slowly and teasingly caressing her curves.&nbsp; Cupping her breasts, tickling her stomach, even caressing her mound.&nbsp; His fingertips rubbed the entrance to her sex then slid in to begin masturbating her.&nbsp; "When I am Pharoah, you will be queen."&nbsp; He reminded her as his fingers pulsed inside her sex, his eyes bright and his smile broad.&nbsp; "Until then, you still belong wholely to me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-01-2007, 19:59:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned softly as he teased her, enjoying the soft touches as he entered her, she swayed with his fingers, pressing her hips to him. She struggled no longer, listening to those words he had said to her more times than she cared to count, as always she replied, "I will always belong to you, Ramses." He had saved her from certain death, had given her a son, one who would be Pharaoh after her lover's long reign. She gazed into his eyes with unabashed lust and a sincere love, "my heart is yours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>05-01-2007, 00:33:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers stilled at her words and he leaned forward to kiss her lightly on the lips.&nbsp; "So be it."&nbsp; He smiled then straightened up, removing his hands from her body.&nbsp; "You will remain in my chambers for today, without any clothing."&nbsp; He ordered.&nbsp; "When I return, you personally will wait upon me.&nbsp; This is your punishment."<br><br>He climbed out of bed, summoning two maidens to dress him when he reached the doorway.&nbsp; He looked back over his shoulder at her, then turned his attention to the affairs of the day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>05-01-2007, 03:15:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I accept your punishment willing my love," she whispered before he left her to dress for the day. She loved her body and display it around his rooms naked was something not all that uncommon for her, being restricted to his chambers on the other hand would put a hamper on her day. She needed to train the new slave, the lioness, the exotic Grecian she had recently purchased for her Prince.<br><br>"Sire, may I invite the new slave into your chambers today?" she asked rising from the bed to help him into his dress jacket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>05-01-2007, 04:26:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You may."&nbsp; He replied simply, accepting her help without comment or question.&nbsp; He was certain that some of his maidens would quickly figure out what he had in mind for his hand maiden this day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>05-01-2007, 04:45:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His seed slowly leaking down her leg, Anaressa gazed at her lover, her Pharaoh as he answered her question, his commanding voice always soothing to her ears. "Thank you, your Majesty." she replied as she kissed him softly on his neck, whispering softly for his ears alone, "is there something special you want me to prepare for you upon your return, my love?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>06-01-2007, 01:48:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He made a dismissive gesture to indicate that nothing further was required at this time.&nbsp; He left his hand maiden alone to her duties while he attended to his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>06-01-2007, 06:31:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her first request was to have the two servants to bring a large wooden bath into his chambers, along with enough warm water to fill the tub. They obeyed her command immediately, she was her Prince's second, her word to be followed unless it contradicted his, the wooden bath arrived within minutes. She took her time, bathing in the warm water, using her sandalwood soaps, she scrubbed herself clean. Stepping out of the tub, she toweled off and then set about the business of running his household. <br><br>She lounged in one of his overstuffed chairs, her long dark legs hanging over arm as she took stock of her Prince's inventory, paid the help, and made sure any disputes were settled. Mid-morning she demanded the new slave to present herself; she was to be dressed in the clothes that had been provided.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-01-2007, 22:57:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had been dressed all day. She herself had admaticly waken at dawn. She wanted to get duties done quickly and early. She would only get her catch if she was the first out to go catch it. She had wanted to hide the necklas, embaressed by it's glory on her, but she did not trust her roommates. She did not know t hem. So thus she must keep what was important to her allways close and protected. <br><br>When she was called forward she had been outside working. She quickly went inside to see to Anaressa's needs. The woman had helped her apparently once before, but she had allready helped her out greatly recently. She was quick to make sure that she was at the woamn's need at all times. Well she hoped she would. <br><br>Lisimba stepped into the Prince's chambers her head held down but her eyes could see far out infount of them if only to see the floor. She knew when she came to the beautiful dark goddesses presense. She felt heat on her face still from the sun, and the moment she was within the woman's presense was the moment she felt the blue dress that Anaressa had purchesed for her was not enough. She wanted to hide herself from the woman. The woman seemed just as intutive as Lisimba's father had been. <br><br>She bowed before Anaressa the lioness head resting her neck agaist the floor in Lisimba's kneeling postion. She didn't dare say a word. But her back was straight her the way her legs seemed tight in the postion told she was ready to rise and do bidding within a moment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-01-2007, 23:32:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa was lounging on the same chair her Prince had lounged before, her long legs curled beneath her, her dark black skin unmarred by any blemishes. With the Prince as her lover and she his favorite, anything Anaressa asked for, she received instantly unless it was in direct disobedience to him, and yet as she watched the young woman bow before her, sadness filled her. She had hoped that the lioness had not been tamed; enjoying the sparks of anger and life she had seen in the woman several years before. "Rise, my young lioness, rise Lisimba."<br><br>She reached down, holding out her hand to help the Grecian to her feet, encouraging her to sit on the pillows below her. "Do you remember me, my lioness?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-01-2007, 23:45:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba had been asked his question before. She did not know what to do. She followed orders rising to her feet. She looked at Ressa for just a second. She did. And she was weary. She did not understand Ressa quiet yet and that clearly made her leary. "You came in the...for better word Mistress, "market" yesterday. You saved me from there...You said...that you know me from the ship...I do not remember you from there, Mistress...I....Mistress...the..." Lisimba stopped her brow furrowing. She looked down at the lioness. She was stubborn and strong. That is why she had recieved her name. Anaressa must know all of the story to reconize the significance. "Do you have me now in order to keep me from saying anything, Mistress?" Lisimba asked again glancing up. She looked more then curious. She looked like this answer might judge most of all she would ever think of Anaressa even though she had a very good opionion if not much of one so far. She looked away knowing she was not spossed to look but stil...She was not entirely comfortable with the formality slavedom had. It hindered her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 00:18:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No my lioness, I did not save you from the market to keep you quiet nor to do away with you in some sort of accident. I saved you because of your beauty, because your spirit and spark intrigue me, because I could not stand more harm coming to you." she gazed down at the pale woman, her hand reaching for her chin and raising it so they stared into each other's eyes. <br><br>"I have been punished for my part in the coup that you witnessed, am still being punished," Ressa says wistfully, compelled to explain herself to Lisimba for some unknown reason. Whispering softly, her voice sultry and seductive, "you may look upon me whenever we are alone, my pet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 00:25:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba looked considerate in her silence when Ressa spoke of her punishment. Her body roared to life. Her voice spoke to her but she didn't know why. "May I speak freely, Mistress?" She looked a tad scared but it was well hidden under layers and layers in her eyes. "The Pharoh could still be introuble from those men. Mistress, I am a lioness because I survived them and I survived them infront of thier faces." She frowned. "Have they been punished?" She asked. She did not wish to speak of her beauty and spirit or that spark that apparently intrigued the Prince's woman. She did not belive she truely held these, infact for a moment her cheeks had brightened for a moment. <br><br>"They would have killed me...I have often wondered why not...I think it was because they wanted to enflict greater punishment. If they are not fully punished they might found out the great kindness you have shown me by allwoing me back in your presense. Being around you is not much of a punishment, Mistress, even if you consider me a pet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 00:53:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You may speak freely," she answered just before listening to the young woman's concerns. "I assure you my pet, they have all been punished, they and their families will no longer bring any harm to the Pharaoh or his son.” A soft hiss could be heard from her lips at the last words of the lioness, "I do not consider you my pet, Lisimba, the words are a term of endearment, words that one would bestow on one's lover."<br><br>Shifting to become more comfortable in the chair, one leg propped over its side, her clean shaven sex clearly exposed, Ressa turned to the young lioness, "Tell me, have you ever pleasured a woman? Is it something you desire?" Ressa had always been straight forward, especially with those she had lusty interests towards.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 00:58:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba didn't hide the look of plesure that those had been found doing what they were doing had been punished. Then she remembered the current woman whose presense she was in had been one of those. She looked down for a moment. Her eyes were drawn to the movement she saw Ressa do out of the corner of her eye. It was just a glimpse at first but she was surpised and looked twice. Ressa was very very comfortable in her sexuality. Especially when allready nude. "A....a women...no, Mistress...I've tried to not even pleasure a man...I do not know many women...what do you mean by desire?" She asked lifting a brow. Her eyes were glirttering with manye motions, more considering curosity and confussion then instant desire. It wasn't that she dienfind Anaressa exquiste it's just she had never considered it before. " I am sorry, I am...I think confused." She answered to clear up what she was thinking. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 01:06:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She saw the glimmer of happiness, was not upset, for the Priests did deserve what they had received for their stupidity, her plan had been perfect. If they had only listened to her, instead of dismissing her as if she were a common woman, her tactical skills rivaled any, man or woman she had met. <br><br>"You are a virgin?" she ask curiously and somewhat shocked, knowing that if that were indeed the case she would need to wait for Ramses to come home before any pleasure between them could ensue. "What I mean by desire, my pet lioness, is that I too am a slave and know what it is like to have things forced upon me, it is something I am not willing to do, force someone..." As she speaks, Ressa leans done and brushes her lips across the pale woman's in a light kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 01:50:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She jumped and blushed. "I....no...I'm not a virgin...I couldn't protect myself agaist that for forever." She said leaning back. Unfortuently Ressa had leaned forward and brushed her lips agaist Lisimba's when Lisimba answered. She was blushing a bit more. She wiggled slightly now her head back down. She was tip toeing now. She wasn't in control not that she had been for a long time now. But this kind of thing she allways managed to protect herself from. Well almost always. <br><br>She gentally found her hands toying back her hair. She immediatly stopped. She looked upt at Ressa but her eyes locked on Ressa's lips and she found her own lips burning. "I have never thought of it, Mistress. I am not sure if it would be a desire I have had currently. I'm thinking about it now, if that counts."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 02:34:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Grecian woman's lips were divine, soft and silky and the dark woman almost lost control, but pulled back before she took more than the girl was willing to give. "Think on it," she whispers as a transformation takes place and she becomes the Prince's one-day Queen. <br><br>"The Prince may ask for you tonight and I will not deny him the pleasure of his new slave, unlike before where you were able to resist, protect yourself, you should not disobey him. There is a good chance he will ask the two of us to pleasure him at the same time, again you cannot disobey him. Do you understand?" She tried to make it clear, hope the lovely woman understood that disobeying the Prince meant instant punishment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 02:43:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba glanced up her lips well prounced in something close to the expression many give when they know they are being put into a tight spot. A slightly unhappy thoughtful face. She looked away when she spoke of the prince once more. She looked a bit tighter as she sounded out what Lisimba allready knew. <em>I cannot...how many times have that not stopped me...he's a Prince. I can not deny his status and power...but he is unnerving....I doubt he likes me if this should be anything like the night before...</em> "Yes, Mistress, I understand..." She glanced down her body. "Mistress may I again speak freely?" She was curious. "Why...well why are you naked in the Prince's chambers? Do you not wish to dress today?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 03:10:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling down on the young woman, though they were only separated by a couple of years Ressa thought of her as much younger, "I am being punished for disobedience," she replied quietly. "You may always speak freely with me; I encourage honesty amongst the women. You will find my rule is strict, but fair and that you can trust every woman in here. If they are untrustworthy, I have them removed from the household immediately." <br><br>"What other questions do you have, my pet?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 05:00:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba frowned pensively. Reaching back she found the edge of the necklas on the back of her neck and found herself fiddling with it bringing the chane back into perfect sementry. She looked up for a moment. "I am not sure." She rubbed her palms over her thighs. "How am I exactly...spossed to do this pleasuring thing for the Prince...I...I don't know how to do this...and...well...I'm not sure...no...I know I would not be any good...I can't displease him....apparently....would you be my teacher Mistress?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 05:17:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Brushing the back of her fingers softly against the lioness's face, she whispered "I will teach you how to please him, my pet, though you have mentioned you are not a virgin, what have you done?" There was heat in her eyes, but Anaressa kept it in check not wanting to spook the pale woman. "After you answer the question, I will give you your first lesson."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 13:01:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked surpised to find out she would be thrown into it this quick she frowned though. "What do you mean what have I done, Mistress?...I have simply just layed there open...is there more your spossed to do? Don't you just let them pillage?" She asked. From the sound of her voice she did generally belive that was all that was to it. She had layed hersefl spread on command for the lust of a man. She did not belive there was more to it...She ccould be wrong..."I've also watched before Mistress, it is not much to watch though..." She gazed deep into Ressa's eyes. "You do not hold this same opinion do you Mistress?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-01-2007, 17:53:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rising from the lavish chair, she took Lisimba's hand in her own well-manicured hand, gently encouraging her to stand next to her. Circling her like a cat stalking her prey, Anaressa stopped in front of the young slave, staring directly into her eyes, "May I show you, I promise it will not hurt and you can say stop at any moment." The emerald ring surrounding her pupil was ablaze as if it were on fire, the older woman was obviously enjoying herself.
			</dd>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 02:06:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((*munches on popcorn from the sidelines and watches interestedly*))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 04:24:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba instently looked like she didn't like being stalked. She became tense reeady to bolt till Ressa was before her. She realized the look. She instictively stood up straighter presenting herself at her best before the woman. She stepped up to her Mistress, ready for the challange. "Yes, Mistress. I did express intrest to be a student." She gave her concent.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 04:35:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Trailing her fingers along the lioness’s collar bone, the Nubian would-be queen again circled her, pushing the strap of the linen dress off her beautifully pale shoulder. Stopping behind her, she leaned in slowly, kissing the woman softly along her neck, licking along her pulse, nibbling softly towards her ear, where she whispered her breath warm against the woman’s skin, “do you feel that shiver, a lover enjoys being kissed along their neck, nibbled softly, some harder than others.”<br><br>She again returned so she was facing Lisimba, her dark rogue nipples hardened by her actions. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 13:26:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was hard not to notice Ressa's dark breasts. Her dark nipples. Her succlent body. It was hard not to notice everything about her. She didn't jump thanks to Ressa's slowness but she tensed and then relaxed. The woman was almost devious being so gentle. It caused Lisimba to shiver even once Anaressa was facing her again. She had wide curious eyes but from the centers out curoisity darkened them slowly. She swallowed past a lump in her htroat. Moving forward till she was breast to breast with Ressa, Lisimba tried to perfom the same on her from the frount. She was less skilled and hers were more a tad bit harder. Seh worked from the ear down comming towards the frount of Ressa's shoulders instead of just along. She almost grazed her teeth mmore then nibbled as she just started the area where the skin softened and pushed out to form Ressa's beautiful breasts. As Lisimba stood back, clearly very aware of what she had jsut done, both waiting and annticipating, worried and energized. She scanned the tip of her tounge slowly on her bottom lip. She liked the way her Mistress seemed to taste...was that good? It should be right? "Was that correct Mistress?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 19:16:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as the lioness tasted a woman for the first time, her moves tentative at first, but then as her confidence built, her imagination carried her. “It was a good start,” she whispered, clearly enjoying their closeness, heat wafting of her body. “Take a deep breathe and relax, I will not punish you for anything you do during these teachings, neither will the Prince. Love making is all about exploration, discovery, and communication, that is how it differs from what you had before.” <br><br>Raising the pale woman’s chin, Ressa leaned down and kissed her lips tenderly, brushing those soft lips with her own, pulling back just enough to whisper, “Kissing is an art form, there are many ways to do it, tenderly as I just showed you, and then more passionately, deeper.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 19:30:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba heated and her chest rose with her breath. She felt as if she could almost be apart of Ressa with her so close. Her body was beggining to get warmer and warmer. "Can I know every way?" She said with eagerness. The hold on her chin, Lisimba had pushed away many many times. This time she was held by a woman and the woman holding her made it feel very good to be held so. "Try again? I didn't get to pratice that time." She wouldn't stop in her eagernees. She only had to lean now, lean she did back into Ressa. But she could only figure out how to rest her lips tentively across Ressa's she wasn't sure, even though she knew how to just take the fianl plunge. Ressa had been making it rather easier for her thus far. "Your right. This isn't what I've done before. I never touched my lips to thiers....I don't think I wold want to." Bad images spoiling the moment but just for a moment before&nbsp; Lisimba tried again and this time though she was a little fumblly like a first kisser usually was she tried to go a bit further and she waited for Ressa to pull back this time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-01-2007, 19:44:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				To the Grecian’s surprise, or perhaps utter delight, Ressa parted her lips for her eager lioness, feeling the heat in her delicate chin. Her tongue darting out slowly, she licked Lisimba’s lower lip as if to ask permission to enter.&nbsp; Teaching one so curious, so tender was a thrill for the Nubian slave, in the past the Prince’s women had either been well-trained in the erotic arts or had pleased his handmaiden because they had been forced to by their master.<br><br>As they kissed, Ressa slipped her hand along the young woman’s shoulder, catching the strap with her fingers and pushing it down her arm. “Take off your dress, my pet.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 00:20:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba didn't know what to do with the tounge she felt agaist her lips. She tried to close herself on it. To take it for her own and study it gentlly opening for a moment, and in what could be considered playful, but moreso was innocent she tried to grab hold of the tickling little apendage with her lips. Lisimba didn't know where to put her hands, but the more she became lost in her sensations the more she wanted to touch and hold onto her Mistress. Her hands slowly moved out to Ressas hips to touch when Ressa broke away. "My dress?" She echoed. She didn't know if she was ready to open herself so much to her. She blushed. Ressa was gorgous, Lisimba wasn't sure she was so. But she wouldn't back down. She stepped away and wraping her arms around her waiste she undid the belt she had been given by her Nubian empress. Never looking away from Ressa she moved to her dress. She wrapped her arms around her dress from the top slidding it up over her body. The wonderful fabric slide deliciously agaist skin that was more sensative then she remembered it ever being. As she pulled the dress fully off and her black hair waved down her body, the lioness head had found it's rightful place between her breasts glorifing there. "Is that better, Mistress?" She asked still staying back. But her body was loose and tight at the same time. She wanted to go back to Ressa and begin again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 00:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, my lioness, I wanted to feel your skin against my own," and as if to assure the Grecian beauty, "you are gorgeous, you do realize that, don't you?" She opened her arms, drawing the lioness back them, their breasts, hardened and sensitive were pressed together, eliciting gasps from the 'empress'. Again she took the lioness's mouth with her own, her hands settling on the woman's hips as she pulled the woman even closer, her tongue this time pushing its way into the woman's mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 01:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped at Ressa's boldness. Her eyes wide she felt every inch of Ressa and Ressa her. She had no choice put to put her hands somewhere and they landed holding her breasts just softly when Anaressa steered Lisimba with her hips. She didn't know what to do with the tounge that was finding the most hidden caverans of her mouth. She didn't know to do with hands t hat had freely felt something noone else had with Lisimba's permison before. In a way Ressa had a full virgin because this was the first time the lioness had ever given anything to a mate. Her lips clasped around Ressa's tounge and then she found somehting in her that told her to have her tounge stroke Ressa's. It was the most intimate thing she had done to late. "Oh!" She relased Ressa's tounge in the surpise of the reaction she felt from doing what she did. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 03:40:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lioness tasted amazingly, her newness to women and her eagerness to explore excited Anaressa and she found it hard to contain herself, but she wanted Lisimba to overcome her inhibitions, give in to her desires and explore with abandon. As her tongue swirled around the woman’s mouth, she was amused when the younger woman’s tongue found hers and the reactions the move elicited from her lioness were priceless. Her tongue retreating to her own mouth, Ressa whispered against the pale woman’s lips, “you have my permission to explore my body, all of it, my pet, there is no need to fear me in this, or fear you will do something wrong, I will guide you.” <br><br>As she whispered those words, her hands roamed up the lioness’s stomach, underneath each of her breasts, sliding around them until her fingers found the hardened nipples, she brushed against them, watching for surprise or hesitance in the woman’s eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 15:48:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know where to go first?" She stated sighing. Gentally she moved her hands but they were still lightly cupping Ressa's breasts. "I'm not so fearful now, just more nervous." She explained her body stil hot agaist Ressa's so intimatly. She was beggining to feel arousal for the first time in her life. Her nipples hot agaist Anaressa and her hips making small movements. These small movements were puposefull, she was trying to get enough room t hat she could watch her hands on Ressa's body. Right now she could see her hands lightly coveriing her breasts, her fingers swaying back and forth, Lisimba jumping mentally each time they passed over Ressa's hard nipples. But she wanted to see further down to where when Ressa had hold of her lips, the lioness had felt a jump almost in her body. She wanted to see down to thier womanhoods. She had never paid hers mucha ttention but now seemed a good time to do so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>10-01-2007, 18:50:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing the young woman’s lip, Ressa stepped back, allowing Lisimba to look at a woman for the first time with fresh eyes, she let her own hands dropping, wanting her lioness to explore without distraction. “Would you like me to lie down, my pet, so you can see me fully?” She watched her lioness carefully, moaning each time she flicked one of her hardened nipples, guiding her when necessary, but for the most part she let her discover. There would come a time that she would have her taste of the lioness, but for now she was content.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 00:54:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses had concluded the day's affairs (no pun intended) and&nbsp; had returned to his chambers without fanfare.&nbsp; He quietly checked on his hand maiden, mentally frowning as she'd once again disobeyed his command that no one else sit in his chair.&nbsp; He moved to his bath chamber, instructing one of the maidens to go fetch his hand maiden and her playmate to attend him in the bath.<br><br>That done, he settled into the warm water to await their arrival.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 01:43:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba found herself frightened slightly by the fact that she felt a moment of power. But she calmed. "I think I would be happier if we stay standing...I don't like lieing down like." She was going to rest her hands on Ressa's hips gentally stroaking and finding herself more adventures. She beginned to kiss her collar over and over. <br><br>She was intrupted though. She bolted away rushing down into a bow not even caring who was comming. Her face was red red in compleate embaresement. She stayed silent laying down. She felt more comfortable wehn seh heard the servent's voice telling her that the Prince requested them. Lisimba seemed even ore embaressed to find that out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 04:33:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa moaned in pleasure as her lioness discovered her body, her soft lips brushing against her collar bone, eliciting gasps. She stood there, her hands at her sides, eyes watching her lover like a hawk, smiling as she was lost to her desires, until the voice disturbed the Grecian woman.<br><br>She glared at the servant when they entered not caring that her Prince had returned or that he requested their presence in the baths. She barely controlled her temper, dismissing the servant with a wave of her hand, not trusting her voice. She turned back to the pale woman, once again kneeling before her and offered her a hand up. “Now, now, my pet, what have I told you about kneeling before me? Please stand.” She helped the woman to her feet and whispered softly to her, “I will let you choose whether or not to don the dress on before we visit the Prince in the baths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 05:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For Lisimba it wasn't even much of a decision. Instently, she went and changed back into her dress. Covering herself she looked extreamly emberessed still. They had been caught by someone, though she knew obeying her Mistress shouldnt' get her into any trouble. She nodded her eyes still down. She tied the belt tight around her waiste and found herself fingering the lioness head. She did not bother to ask Ressa if she would liek help to dress, because just as she was about to she remembered Ressa was spossed to be naked. She waited for her to lead the way into the Prince's bath. She stayed behind her as they left. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 05:26:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Before leaving, Ressa turns to Lisimba, lifting her chin so that she stared into her lioness's amber eyes, brushing her lips softly in a chaste kiss, "you have nothing to be ashamed of my pet, if there is any punishment to be had, it will be for me, you were just following my orders." With her words spoken, she released the young woman's chin, smiling at her before walking to the baths. She was getting tired of her lover's whims, but would not say anything in front of others, perhaps that is why he requested Lisimba to join them.<br><br>Entering the baths, her head help high, "You requested our presence, my Prince?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 05:33:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba unlike Ressa wished to be merely out of his prense. She was not comfortable with the male sex after what she had experienced, and she did nto trust them. Upon entering behind Anaressa she was kneeling, very happy to be dressed. Her mistress was bold to stand naked like so, she was a lioness also. Lisimba tried to survive. She did not let the mighter consume her, and she did not anger them for them to stalk agaist her. <br><br>She was in her own world thinking of what had just happened. Her eyes open staring at teh tile floor she though of how good Ressa had smelt...did she cary any of the scent of her mate? Of her lion, the Prince? She was mistress of his safari and as so she held his power in mnay cases. Yet she seemed to submit also. Her mistress was very complex and she had a feeling she was clever also. <br><br>She picked up the strong presense this particular lion gave off at the moment. He was accoplsihing great work, btut something within him...it was...she didnt know she just had so me idea he was somehow restless mabye?...that could make him more dangerous...hadn't she been told that is how lions get before they go in for thier kill?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 07:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses' eyebrows shot upward as Anaressa appeared with Lisimba at her side.&nbsp; "I did."&nbsp; He replied calmly, his thoughts not apparent on his face.&nbsp; "Attend me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 17:32:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning to Lisimba, she whispered "retrieve the massage oils, I will bathe the Prince," she winked slowly at her lioness hoping she would relax some on the presence of the two of them. Entering the warm water, her long legs carrying her to her Prince, her lover, she strode up behind him, taking a sponge and soap, she began to wash him in soft, smooth motions. <br><br>Quietly she asked, "how was your day, my Prince?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 17:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba rose and went to work. She retrieved the oils, and brought them towards the bath. Seh set them within easy access. She went back and found soft towels for them to dry off afterwards with, along with more soaps for Ressa. She did relax once more when she hide behind the Prince and Ressa but closer to her once everyting had been fetched. <br><br>It was intimading before just around him. Now she was around the both of them. She felt a whirlwind of power around her. Power that to her dismay since she still craved freedom to this day and revenge agaist those who had killed her father, she missed and craved. Lions had something within them allways thought of the feedom that their ancestors ahd been born into. That was her. Her greatest wish had been to inact revenge for her father's death, and see the unuique open jungles that the beastess she had been renamed for roamed. As of yet she had been caged. And now she was caged with the second most powerful man, and his woman. She was at thier will...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 22:05:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tendious."&nbsp; Ramses leaned over and gave Anaressa a light kiss on the lips, smiling at her.&nbsp; "But much better now."&nbsp; He looked over at Lisimba when she finally returned and crooked a finger at her to assist his hand maiden in her task.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 22:13:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba followed the silent order. She hated the idea of getting into the water. It was her friend, except for when she wasn't alone in it. She did not even take off her dress. She did release the belt and cuddled the chain up closer onto her neck. She would nto let her lioness get wet. Moving behind Ramses, she gave Anaressa much room and worked on his back. Her Mistress....well more then liked the man of that the Lioness was sure, but Lisimba still found him intimidating. She stayed back. She foucsed slowly on her job trying to ignore how the fabric felt strange agaist her legs. She only spared one moment to lift her eyes to Ressa in assurance that she wasn't going to leave. Women werent' as intimidating as men...<em>no that isn't true...Ressa almost is...but she hasn't been harsh with me yet...he's too quiet...I don't know what he will do...I don't think she would harm...would she...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 22:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such is the nature of a nation's affairs, hours of tedium followed by minutes of excitement, my Prince," she whispered returning his kiss lightly. She stepped closer to him now, no doubt he was aware of her heated nether region and whispered softly, so no prying ears could hear, "be gentle with the lioness, my love, she is very fragile, but I think if we are gentle she will blossom into the flower we want her to be," with her words she nibbled on his ear, teasing it with her tongue.<br><br>As Lisimba approached, Ressa moved around to his front, watching the young woman from over the Prince's shoulder, handing her a sponge and soap. "He enjoys alternating hard and soft touches on his back, my pet," she whispered to Lisimba, as she stared into his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 22:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba looked up surpised. She nodded her expression not changing. She started with soft slowly growing harder testing this new information out. She got use to it though and nodded more reasured. She soon got into a rhythm of one minute each, starting out with soft and growing harder and then back down. She quickly grew confident and did nto stubble too much once given direction. She kept her eyes diverted and tried to keep her ears closed. She did not want to intrude even though she was in the picture at the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 23:20:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only minutes, my hand maiden?"&nbsp; Ramses smiled at Anaressa, leaning back slightly toward Lisimba in approval of her actions.&nbsp; He watched his Nubian delight for a moment before speaking again.&nbsp; "Is this the one that will share my bed tonight?"&nbsp; He indicated Lisimba with a gesture, hoping that was exactly what she had in mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>11-01-2007, 23:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, this is the one that will share <em>our</em> bed tonight, my Prince," she returned his smile as she lathered another sponge and began to wash she chest, rubbing in concentric circles, teasing his nipples as she worked her way down his flat stomach, around each of his hips, down and around his thighs, sliding down his calves. She returned to his thighs, awaiting his permission to wash the rest of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 00:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses nodded in response, reaching out and grabbing Anaressa's butt to give it a playful squeeze.&nbsp; "You need to undress as well."&nbsp; He informed the maiden washing his back.&nbsp; He tugged Anaressa forward just hard enough to make her loose balance and end up in his arms.&nbsp; He only hoped that the commotion would end up drenching Lisimba as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 05:42:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba was surpised that he leaned back. Her eyes looked at Anaressa for comformation. She listened to what was going on before her no once she was brought up, her ears reddening. Even her Mistress agreed. But she knew it was going to come. She had been expecting it. Her hands were unsteady for a moment while they brought up the night aheaded of them. She calmed them once they got off the subject. She let out a squeal when Ramses pulled Ressa forward and the water rushed around. The water rose to her chest soaking her thin dress. She looked distressed for a moment. She didn't have much other choice now with the dress allready soaked. But she is relcutent.She pulled away for a moment her back to the happy couple and removed her dress. She rested it in a neat fold as much aps possible on the tile near the bath's edge. It was going to be soaked now. She would not be able to put it back on. She should have thought about that before she entered. Now she would have to pay the consequence and either beg for another covering or stay nude....clearly the prince had no problem with the nudity of women. Comming back the light skinned woman blushed. She went back to her job, bitting on her bottom lip as she glanced up once and saw thier play. it was cute. holding the lioness for just t he moment, she was tyoo scared to take it off. She was worried something would happen to it. She was much closer to the prince when she replaced herself. He would feel the pendent if he leaned back along with her breasts. Wet breasts. Wet body. Hot body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 05:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing as he tugged her to him, Ressa kissed him passionately, sliding her fingers down his cheek a smile in her eyes. Her breasts pressing against his muscular chest, she looked over watching their lioness as she made her decision to undress, watched as she returned to them, the pendant still around her neck. Turning her Prince so that he was now facing their pale slave, she stood between them, pressing her backside against him, leaning along his front, her hand finding his swollen manhood.<br><br>She gazed into lioness’s eyes, smiling at their pale goddess and whispered, “Kiss me, my pet, show our Prince what you have learned.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 06:08:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses smiled at the interplay between the two women, noting that the new maiden had surrendered and would be accomidating.&nbsp; At least for the moment, anyways.&nbsp; He reached around to clasp his hands together at Anaressa's waist then reached downward to stroke her already ready pussy.&nbsp; They'd get around to having sex soon enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 06:15:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked surpised by the movement. Seh glanced back at Ramses. <em>Before him?</em> She hadn't continued, she had dropped right down to the floor when a mere servent had entered on them earlier. But she couldn't disobey. Breething deeply she brought herself and layed her lips agaist Ressa's. She hadn't learned much. She had learned that she could do more then just lay her lips agaist Ressa's. It was just when it was going to be thought she wasn't going to do something that she exceeded what she had done even in the bedroom. She brought herself using the water to lean her into her Mistress. Her hands came to rest on her waiste, and her kiss became a bit deeper. With a timid stroke of her tounge she slide it not just once but twice over Anaressa's lips. Her hands slide down her frount to her hips. She kissed Resa more deeply. She didn't stop and something within her told her to do something so she followed it. She turned her head slightly giving a different angle to the kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 06:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning at her Prince’s touch, Anaressa was surprised at her lioness’s boldness, she had not expected her to kiss her Mistress in front of the Prince. She rubbed against the Prince, pressing against his rigidity, letting him know she was ready, but hoping he would let her bring their lioness to life.<br><br>She returned that kiss, opening her lips so that Lisimba could explore further, her own tongue darting out and tasting the pale woman’s, she was diving, her taste refreshing. “Yes, my pet, that is perfect,” she whispered wrapping her arms around the woman, pulling her closer, the pendant pressed between them, she slid her hands down gripping the pale woman’s firm buttocks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 07:01:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt her body respond and shiver in Anaressa's hands. She purred without meaning to. It was very deep, not compleatly loud but not compleatly soft. It was something that was totally her own. A unique purr that was long and filled with innocent new lust. It shocked her that she made such a sound. But, what they had been doing earlier had aroused her and then she was being to kiss again. She felt her hard nipples pressing into her. She felt ressa's. then she felt the Nubian queen hold her butt hard. She gasped itno the kiss her mouth opening fully. She held the fount of Ressa's thighs. It was slightly before and slightly after. With space inbetween her hands and where the Prince's hands rested. Her lips continued and now her lips tounge offically danced with hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 17:49:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pressed between the lioness and the Prince, Ressa was what could only be described as “in heat,” her tongue intertwining with the pale beauty before her, she growled softly as her new lover purred, a pleasant growl. The green ring around her otherwise black as midnight eyes was ablaze, shining greater than an emerald as she pulled Lisimba into a tighter embrace, pressing her sex against her Prince’s hands.<br><br>With a mischievous grin, her tongue still dancing with the lioness, her hand slides down to the well calloused hand of her Prince, her lover, wrapping her fingers in his she guides his hand to the lioness, gliding around her hip, their finger caressing her buttocks together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 17:58:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba jumped in Ressa's hands but now she could not leave them. Her eyes opened in great surpise. Her godlen eyes were wide. She gratted her hips agaist Ressa slightly nervous to be touched so intimatly. It meant she wasn't going to find any escuse after this. She pushed herself into the other two but that meant her hands had to change places. the found Anaressa's wonderful dark breasts and gentally cupped her nipples. Once more turning her head the feeling of thier fingers on her body sent her skin crawling. She had never felt like what she did notw. She felt good now. She felt like electric at the moment. She had never pulled away yet. And once she found a way not to be compleatly nervous with thier touch she began to welcoem the heat it brought to her center. It felt delicious allthough strange...sinful if she could still use the word. She rolled her body up in unable to help as another purr left her lips heating Lisimba's cheeks in embaressement. She did not know why she was making these sounds but they were the closets to what she was experiencing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-01-2007, 23:38:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wouldn't be the first time that Anaressa had been the middle of a threesome nor the first time that they'd had sex in the bath.&nbsp; But it'd be the first time both had happened at the same time.&nbsp; Ramses carefully guided his hand maiden with gentle touches until her sex was positioned for easy entry of his erection.&nbsp; He began to nibble on her neck as he urged her downward, his hands stroken her shaven sex.&nbsp; He smiled as he slid easily into her ready sex, enjoying every second of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-01-2007, 00:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her sex enveloped his engorged member, she kissed her young lioness more passionately, eliciting her soft purrs, encouraging her hands against the Nubian slave's hardened nipples, her own moans echoing throughout the bath chamber. She rolled her hips rhythmically, pulling him deep within as her hands encircled the pale slaves hip, sliding down between her legs resting on her wet mound. She looked into the lioness's eyes at that moment, her desire clear, she wanted to enter, but would wait for permission.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-01-2007, 17:46:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lioness inside roared to life, almost out of Lisimba when she felt Anaressa's hands scan over her womb. This wasnt' like what she had ever had before. She wasn't told to kneel on the bed. She wasn't spossed to remain quiet. She wasn't be immediatly dismissed yet. She wasn't left feeling strange afterwards. <em>No,...I don't know...I might...right now...I...feel...prrrrrrrr</em> Was how Lisimba's mind was running. She wasn't quick about giving her Nubian Mistress access. But after a few moments she looked into her eyes and nodded while the lioness found a fun play toy with Anaressa's nipples. It made her remeber how close she had been when Lisimba encourged her to kiss her collar bone. "Mistress? May I kiss your skin again?" Lisimba wasn't that clear witht he words. Not only were they soft, but they held signs of potent lust.She couldn't see what Ramses and Ressa were doing beneath the water in thier own game but she could feel the effect when thier bodies moved. And now with Ressa's fingers on her sex, getting ready to enter it...in the water...with her fingers...while she was so wet...sent her to a point where she wasn't able to belive that she had spoken clearl at all. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-01-2007, 21:37:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at her lioness, she whispered softly, her voice sultry and seductive, “you may kiss me, my pet,” and as Lisimba bent down to taste her collarbone once again, Ressa licked along her neck, nibbling softly. With one hand she reached for the Prince’s hand, lacing her fingers with his as they continued their dance beneath the surface of the pool. It was with the other hand, as she softly stroked along pale woman’s outer lips, she ventured inside, sliding one finger between those soft wet lips, she played with already excited nub, pressing against it, gliding alongside it until she was at her entrance. Again, she sought the woman’s consent, her desire barely containable as she encircled it, her thumb stroking against the woman’s clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2007, 06:54:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She purred in happiness leaning forward, her kisses started out down Ressa's neck and then to her collar bone. They lingered there for a short time then she became curious. She started to approach lower going down where her fingers werent' playing. When Ressa was seeking entrance, Lisimba was seeking permision to kiss one of Ressa's more intimate centers. She wanted her reasts. But, she deffiently wouldnt' stop Ressa, her fingers were causing the lionesss to feel fire instead of blood running through her veins. She purred and hummed agaist Ressa's skin. She pushed her hips to Ressa in permision. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-01-2007, 07:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Growling softly as her fingers played at the entrance, she slowly worked her way inside, sliding the tip of her finger into the entrance and pushing it with the utmost care until it was completely within. Pulling her finger out so just the tip was inside; she repeated the process, her thumb rubbing against her new lover's clit. Only then did she give the lioness the permission she sought, "you may kiss me where you like, my lioness." <br><br>Never did the Nubian slave break the rhythm that she had with her Prince, her hand still holding his along her hip, their movement causing small waves on the surface of the pool. She leaned back against him, pressing her body to his, hoping that he would take advantage of her exposed neck.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2007, 15:34:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba felt no pain when she felt the Nubian's fingers. Every time something had entered that part of her there had been pain. Not now though. Now it was if she was stroaking a fire that might never die. Her hips gratted and she took what she had been given. Pressing herself forward she kissed Ressa's nipple. it was innocent kisses at first, but it grew more wanton as she tasted the gorgous woman before her's skin. She glanced up one point and looked over Ressa's shoulder for a moment to watch Ramses in the intimate dance between him and Ressa...he wasn't touching her as Lisimba thought these actions gaurteed touch. Mabye that was what it as like when it was between two who weren't slaves and had the status Lisimba thought for a moment before she purred agaist the Nubian's nipple trying for the first time to suck upon the dark arosols. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>15-01-2007, 02:59:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses began to bounce Anaressa up and down slightly on his hips, the action making his erection slide up and down inside of her sex.&nbsp; His eyes remained fastened on Lisimba as his newest hand maiden began to learn the pleasures of sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-01-2007, 03:40:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her movements became more insistent as the fire within grew with each of his strokes and she wrapper her left arm around his neck, drawing him into a deep kiss over her shoulder, as their new slave sucked in her nipples. Anaressa moaned with delight, her fingers sliding inside with the same tempo as the Prince setting the stage for the three of them to climax simultaneously. She nibbled her Prince’s chin, smiling at her long-time lover as they embraced, before turning her attention to the lioness once again.<br><br>Sliding her hand down his neck, she lifted Lisimba’s chin, watching as she tugged at the nibble still within her teeth, “I want to kiss you again, my pet,” she whispered softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-01-2007, 04:48:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned agaist her Mistresses skin. It felt so sensationally good. She had seen Ramses' eyes and what had been drilled and beaten into her told her look away. But she did so a bit slower then she would normally. Her eyes were a birllent golden right now. She knew she was in a way being graded if even not puposefully. When she heard Ressa she responded immedtly. She was sad to leave the pleasure spot but she knew she woudl obey even if she didn't have to. Her body felt as if it was shivering. Her whole body burned sensationally. "Happily Mistress." Lisimba told her looking at Ramses for a moment as she lifted her head and began to kiss Ressa heatedly. Her head was turned to the side and she had an passionate look in her eyes that told of her pleasure. Pleasure Ressa was bringing her to. Pleasure she had never felt before. Pleasure that scared adn thrilled her. Pleasure that she did want to feel in it's compleatness. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>16-01-2007, 01:26:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whispered softly against the lioness’s lips so that her Prince could not hear her words but was aware that she was speaking, “Later my pet, when we are alone, I will let you to touch and taste all of me without permission, you may do what you want, but for now, now we must do what he wants.” She slid a second finger inside, softly caressing the folds as her thumb rolled against her rosebud. She rolled her hips with her Prince, her climax close, as she moaned into the pale woman’s kiss, brushing her tongue against the lower lip, pushing it into her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>16-01-2007, 06:20:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Se nodded and kissed her softly. It took her a few moments to open herself. But, she was clearly relcutent. She waasn't ready to be compleatly intimate and as far as she was concerned give in part of herself. Laying her hands acrros her body she once more pulled at her nipples. More comfortable with the fact that Ressa would things slow if she asked. But she didn't and when her mouth finally opened for her her tounge reached out and touched her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>17-01-2007, 00:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The timing of her Prince's thrust coincides with the lioness opening her mouth allowing her entrance caused her to climax and she rocked violently, her hand between Lisimba's legs still so not to harm her, the other resting in her hair, tugging at it as she screamed into the young woman's mouth. Her inner muscles quivering, she pulled at the turgid member buried deep within her, as she hungrily kissed the woman standing in front of her. <br><br>Her eyes lit with lust and desire, her body slowly recovering from her release she again began the rhythmic motions, sliding her fingers in and out, her thumb sliding along the lioness's clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-01-2007, 12:28:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued what he was doing, letting his hand maiden enjoy herself with the newest member of his harem.&nbsp; Without a word, he continued the same motions, noting the intense pleasure that she received.&nbsp; For now, he would do nothing further.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>17-01-2007, 17:16:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned back against her Prince and whispered, "Would you like to move to your chambers, my Prince? Perhaps there is a way I can bring you pleasure?" As she waited for his answer, she turned back to the lioness, marveling in the pale woman's beauty, she smiled as she pulled her into a deep kiss, "Do you have any desires my pet?" she whispered softly into her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 04:45:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't know if she wanted to have any desires. She saw Ressa's amazing climax and was thrown away by it. By her wide eyes it was true. She felt an intese pleasure she couldn't explain and her only guess was that that was what Anaressa had felt and that was the way she expressed it. She saw the prince seemed to be holding back something back. She watched Ressa carefully and when she spoke to Lisimba, Lisimba colored promonetly. "I....I don't know what they are...I think Mistress..." She responded indeed looking confused. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 05:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Think on it pet, for I can give you anything you desire, anything except your freedom of course." She rode her Prince, hoping he would either come or let her go to continue their new slave's lessons. She was pleased with her progress, already she had regained some of the feistiness she was named for, the lioness. She wrapped her fingers into the lioness's hair and pulled her head back, trailing kisses down her neck, licking along her pulse, nibbling lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 16:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba groaned. Freedom was a very wonderful thing. Something she did crave to have. Lisiba groaned loudly. Lisimba didn't know what she diesired. She could never have her freedom...what would she want. She couldn't think of anything at the moment. Not with kisses and teeth teasign that sensative spot on her neck. She arched her body up groaning. "I do not know what desire I wish, Mistress...but the burning in my body is nice....it hasn't stopped since you touched me...." She cupped Ressa's breasts again pushing them up. She was still rather blushed but it still felt so good. She knew she was going near insane. "Mistress...is it spossed to feel this...this...strange?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 17:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kissing along her neck, Anaressa's trail eventually led to the lioness's mouth, her lips lingering just above the sultry lips of the younger woman. "If by strange you mean a tingling heat throughout your body, centering around," she pressed her fingers against Lisimba's clit and sex, "then yes, my pet, it is supposed to feel that way." She kissed the lioness passionately, using her hand in her hair to hold their lips together, a smile reaching her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 17:39:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was slowly nodding as she listened to Elandra. "Yes, Mistress. That is exactly-" She was cut off by the kiss. She gasped squeezing Ressa's breasts. Her body felt so hot as hell. Groaning she squeezed Ressa's breasts again and herself broke away. She looked serious. "Is that how you had just felt?" She asked, her eyes clittering curiously. She was intrested in the orgasm Ressa had just had and with how dark her golden eyes were it was because she felt close to the same. But her nervousness and reserve still held he back and made her appear so calm when she wasn't. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>18-01-2007, 19:44:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Yes, it is how I felt, tingling, shivers, heat, and desire to have more of you, to taste you,” she whispered softly to the lioness, her breath warm along her neck. She moaned pressing her breast into Lisimba’s hand, encouraging her to be rougher, to squeeze the nipple. She ran her fingers down the sides of the lioness, returning to the curve of her breast, her fingers still moving deep inside, her eyes wild with need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 03:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't try and be rougher but continued what she was doing. The careful cupping adjusting and welcoming the weight. She was blushed. She glanced up over at Ramses leaning closer she kissed Ressa's neck. Blushign she couldn't ask this question aloud. "Is that....well....is that....how He....how he..you know Mistress?" She fumbbled around the words. She from the protection of the Nubians black hiar gazed at Ramses with more itnrest then she had ever given any other man. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 07:47:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses decided that the two had long enough to play and now it was his turn.&nbsp; He gently urged Anaressa off of his erection, guiding her out of his lap.&nbsp; "It's time for you to find out, maiden."&nbsp; He stated as he stood up, still aroused and erect.&nbsp; He reached out and took Lisimba's hand, taking her into his bed chambers.&nbsp; "Now crawl into bed, staying on your hands and knees, so I may have my way with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 17:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa rose from the water, answering her lioness's question quietly, "yes, he is always gentle during the act, though can be...insistent." As she stood the water cascaded down her lithe form, a breathtaking view and she knew it, using it to her advantage whenever possible. She toweled dry and followed her two lovers into the bed chamber, taking her place at the foot of the bed to watch as her Prince and lioness performed the dance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-01-2007, 19:01:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took Ramses hand but inside she was more then relcuntent. SDhe followed just for a moment looking back to make sure Ressa was going to follow. Lisiba wasn't as gorgous as she emerged, she emerged still watching her Master's body as he arose out of the water. They hadn't been to the bed yet. It was uncharated territory for the lioness. She gazed over it. And the fact he said have his way with her made her wary. But she agreed. She didn't crawl up from the end of the bed, but rather the side crawling into the middle, she hindered him slightly by turning towards him to watch him. Her eyes found themselves trailing down his body gazing at him in keen intrest. She glanced down at Ressa, then her eyes went back to Ramses paying much attention. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 09:05:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He waited until she'd climbed into bed and assumed the position before he climbed in after her.&nbsp; He didn't mind her eyes on him at all as he knelt behind her, inserting his erection into her waiting sex.&nbsp; He took hold of her butt and began to pump her rapidly, his eyes twinkling as they fixed on Anaressa.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 17:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lismba was a brave virgin. When he entered her she made one quieted sound of pain and then that waas all.&nbsp; She was in slght pain but not overly much. It had been a momentarily thing. She had felt it and then slowly it receded. She didn't think he would want to hear about it and it wouldn't hdo much good anyways. She was quiet trying to crain her head around her and under her to see what was happening. Every time she had been through this process she had enver been allowed to look. The one time she did try to she recieved a whimping on the spot. Another slave jad given her a slave. She found out then that, that Master sometimes would beat his slaves but they were forbidden from his prenses until the wounds hilealed. He could not take his own abuse that he gave. <br><br><br>He wasn't giving her abuse and he hadnt' told her to stop looking. She kept on trying to look. The process did become ver intresting. What was more so was how good he felt. She felt him plowingin and out her. She felt his every move sending shivers through her body. It felt mldly like Ressa's fingers had but much more powerful. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 18:23:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as the two of them coupled, first returning her Prince’s smile as he firmly but gently took their new slave. She then turned her attention to Lisimba, saw the flinch of pain she had as he broke through, watched as their lioness attempted to see what was going, how a man entered a woman, and could not help but smile, ah the curiosity of a cat. She whispered softly, resting on her elbow, hands remaining still, though Ramses never minded if she played with herself as he took another, “I think our lioness would like to watch us couple, learn what happens, my Prince.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 19:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you think so?"&nbsp; Ramses drew to a halt then eased out of Lisimba, crooking a finger suggestively at Anaressa.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 19:48:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba's head jumped up when she heard Anaressa speak of how she was watching. She had just been getting intrested in what had been happening between her and the prince but she could not deny that she was intrested in what was going to happen between her Mistress and her Master. She felt a small los when the prince left her but she was so intrested. She found ok in it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 19:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa caught Lisimba’s eyes as her Prince dismounted, showing she was apologetic for taking him from her. She rose from where she lay and crawled to her Prince, kissing on the lips gently, before lying on her back, legs spread. She grabbed the lioness, pulling her down to the bed, kissing her hard and passionately before whispering, “you will see better down here, my pet.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 20:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He waited until the two women finished positioning themselves before he climbed on top of Anaressa, mounting her without rush.&nbsp; He leaned over and kissed her lips gently.&nbsp; "It's okay."&nbsp; He whispered back, then slipped himself carefully into her.&nbsp; He pushed deep into her then began to pump her slowly, obviously enjoying himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 20:11:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba gasped and purred heatedly as she was kissed by Anaressa. Moving herself the lioness layed in perfect vision to indeed see. It was an intresting act. She didn't think to speak yet. But she sfelt the wonder of his touch even just by seeing him mate with Ressa. She glanced up at Ressa and wondered how Ressa managed to give him so much pleasure so easily. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 20:17:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She glided one hand down her lioness, whispering softly to her, “You may touch and speak us freely, pet.” She then pulled her Prince down to her, kissing him passionately as she wrapped her legs around him, pressing them down as he pushed himself inside of her, her inner muscles pulling him in. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>20-01-2007, 20:41:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked between the two for just the moment and did not think that she wished to intrupt so. They seemed in a very intimate dance. A dance that colored her cheeks to be witness to. Was she really spossed to be here? She didn't have any choice she had been wanted. Called for. And not dismissed. Gazing up at t hier faces she realized how perfectly man and woman fit together. Lock and Key. These two seemed to be locked and key for eachother. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>21-01-2007, 11:21:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kiss her and then suckle her breast."&nbsp; Ramses commanded Lisimba simply, not pausing at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>21-01-2007, 17:33:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba was surpised at the Prince's concentration<em>...Is he like this in a battle? All his attention on one thing yet he can deeal with everything else around hiim?....Why did they think they could replace him and his father?...mabye his father isn't like him?</em> Her golden necklas bumped into Ressa's skin for just a moment as she leaned over and started to kiss her. The lioness started up Ressa's shoulder to her Mistresses Mouth. She paused for a long kiss and on her own presented her tounge in eagerness. Following a trail down she went back to her starting place then forged a new trail to her breasts. These delectable orbs did taste very wonderfu. She loved the look of them. She started to kiss and nuzzle them before she sucked hard on Anaressa's pert nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>21-01-2007, 21:59:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses smiled down at Anaressa, trying to evaluate her response to his latest command.&nbsp; He figured that she'd either want to be in the middle or put his newest maiden in the middle.&nbsp; He just wasn't sure which one yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>21-01-2007, 23:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa smiled up at her Prince when he commanded their lioness to taste and touch her body and when Lisimba kissed her lips, she pulled her down, her hand cupping behind her neck, deepening the kiss before allowing the younger woman to kiss down her shoulder to her nipples. She moaned as he slowly built their tempo, her hand sliding the flank of the pale Grecian, caressing her breast, swirling around the nipple and then pulling at her nipple.<br><br>Her prince knew her well, it was rare that Anaressa did not want to be part of the action, either between he and another woman or another woman between them, it truly did not matter to her. She gazed back at the lioness and whispered softly, “use your teeth, my pet.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>22-01-2007, 03:31:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She lookd up surpised. She wasn't sure if she wanted to chance it. But it wouldn't hurt to try. Gentally she pulled the nipple more scrapping her teeth agaist Ressa's nipple then actaully bitting her nibbling. She seemed afraid of doing so herself. Ressa wouldn't force her. She ran her hands over both the breasts doing as she had been told and gentally sucking and scrapping her teeth agaist her Mistresses right nipple. Then she switched to the other nipple by accident she bit it.She pulled back scared of how Anaressa would react.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>22-01-2007, 07:49:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa knew that Lisimba was being gentle, that she feared reprisal for any mistake, that she had suffered at the hands from her previous owners, was clear. The Nubian queen was unlike any she had experienced before for she enjoyed some pain with her pleasure, could be patient with the lioness and her Prince, she watched as the lioness grew bold, saw her pull back when she bit down and the dark woman could not help but moan in pleasure. She ran her fingers through the Grecian woman's hair, encouraging her to continue. She also turned to her Prince and smiled, watching as he thrust ever so slowly, his desires plain on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-01-2007, 12:11:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued the slow and steady pace, not urging toward release.&nbsp; Instead, he chose to enjoy the moment, the feeling of simply having his way with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 00:42:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She eyed Anaressa warly. The like a lion she tried to lick the wound. Her dark hair though enjoyed Anaressa's touch very much. Slowly she was encourged to try again. This time it was in time witht he Princes thrusts inward because she was paying attention to that too. Purring softly agaist Ressa's nipple she wondered if Ramses would enjoy the same. She was very curious about a man that didn't push a woman away right away after having his way. Her eyes went to were they were joined very curious<em>.</em><em>..Skin tasted good...what about all those juices running from them...</em> Glancing at Ressa's other breasts the one she had just left she gentaltly kneeded the orb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 02:55:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She weaved her fingers through the lioness’s hair, amused at her licking, moaning as she continues her biting and fondling of her breasts. As if she read the young woman’s mind, the Nubian queen whispered softly to her, “Did you want to feel him, touch him, my pet?” She smiled up at her Prince, winking up at him, silently thanking him for his slow and steady pace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 06:43:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced over at the Prince, down at his member, then she remembered her recently taken virginity. She was relcutent. She looked back at Anaressa. She nibbled on her lip which in turn had her lightly nibbling Ressa's nipple which she had never lifted from. "I....I..." She glanced down at his member again. "Mistress I wouldn't know what to do....Iv'e never actually touched a man's...man that much, Mistress...." She blushed. She was about to say that it ooked very strange even though it was exciting. She didn't think it would be approiate to say that. <em>No it wouldn't be...</em>She said a bit firmer with that thought in mind. She did not want to say that she thought a part of Ramses body looked alien to her. But the woman was for most all cases except most phyiscal ones a virgin, curious and hesitant. And this was the first time she had gotten her eyes to wrap around a man's man. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 15:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses grinned back at Anaressa, looking intently at Lisimba.&nbsp; "Kiss me, maiden."&nbsp; He ordered simply, easing himself out of Anaressa.&nbsp; "Then take my member in your hands and kiss the head of it."&nbsp; He continued simply.&nbsp; "Then take it in your mouth and suckle on it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 19:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was turning just as Ramses grin was easing. She heard his commands and blushed. She wasn't ready for this territory. Lions did wnat to leave what they knew. They knew where to hunt where to rest. What Ramses wanted ment she wouldn't know those things any longer. She watched as he eased away. She had also never tasted a woman and Anaressa was on him...She had never really thought about it when seh tasted a man for that point to. She usually did the deed as quick as possible. Swallowing hard she sat up and kissed Ramses gentally upon his chin. She didn't want to kiss his lips. She knew very well how to kiss now though...something inside her got a bit bolder. She could show him&nbsp; what the beautiful Nubian had taught her about kissing. Would that make him happy with her? Would tha tmake him happy? He hadn't given any limitations really. Just simple directions.<br><br>Desiding to try it she then reached up and gentally kissed his lips. Ramses was still a pricne though even though Anaressa was also a princess. Lisimba didn't know that back story and thus she was calmer kissing her. Kissing him made her feel the moment her lips touched his as if she might not be living up to her teacher. She was nervous her lips trembling slightly agaist his and then with braver action she pressed the kiss a tad harder for a second more before going down as he told her. <br><br>She gave his "man's man" a kiss simillar to what she had given him and looked at the rest of him strangly.. She tasted deepness. That was the only way she could think to desribe it. Curious she pressed f orward jquickly reaching the whole head of his manhood s ucking upon it liek she first did Ressa's nipples. She hadn't been instructed to bite os she kept that in mind knowing how Ressa had reacted but how Lisimba would react.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>23-01-2007, 19:12:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled up at her Prince when he commanded their lioness to taste him for her first time and when he left her; she slid out from under him giving Lisimba more room, to explore his body. She watched with a keen eye as the lioness trembled slightly, her lips quivering as she kissed Ramses on his lips, smiled at her nervousness. <br><br>She shifted on the bed, sliding in behind the lioness, her heated sex against the small of her back, and whispered softly into her ear, “perfect, my pet, slide your tongue underneath his manhood as you suck, careful of your teeth.” She wrapped her arms around the slighter woman, cupping her breasts gently, her thumb and forefinger rolling the hardened nipples, pulling at them. <br><br>Kissing her gently along her neck, Ressa sucked, licking and nibbled along it as she found the lioness shoulder, her teeth sinking in a little harder, as she watched the paler woman take the Prince.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>24-01-2007, 17:27:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was glade she officially knew now that she didn't want to even try with her teeth. But she felt her body trembling. The nubian princess toying with her breasts made her gentally whimper in lust. The sound echoed off Ramses manhood as she did as she was told gentally slidding he tounge, especially the tip, around in circles beneath his organ. Jumping slightly when she felt Anareassa's teeth, she gave a unmencig growl. She wasn't use to that. Because it wasn't a bite to hurt. But it was a bite none the less and she was surpised by it. Rubbing her back and ass agaist Anaressa without knowing why she sought felt her Mistresses almost entire body along her length. Her hands had just been gentally holding him but now they moved slightly lightly stroaking his base as she worked her way to half of his length and then three fourths of it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>24-01-2007, 20:54:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Suck like it's the last thing you're going to get."&nbsp; Ramses commanded, quite aware of Anaressa's efforts and the effect that it was having on Lisimba.&nbsp; "Whimper and plead for more."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>24-01-2007, 22:15:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa stared into her Prince’s eyes, smiling at him as she played with the lioness between them; she loved the feel of the woman’s soft pale skin pressed against her. She embraced her tighter, her dark arms brushing against the Prince’s thighs as she kneaded the woman’s breasts, she wanted the lioness, wanted to feel all of her, wanted her to finish the exploration they had started, but first she wanted to see the Prince reach his climax. <br><br>He had been resisting too long, it was time, but before she left the younger woman she whispered, “Tonight, my pet, I will allow you to have all of me.” Sliding from the lioness, she crawled to her Prince’s mouth, kissing softly along his chest, sucking at each nipple before she reached his mouth. She took it in hers, kissing him passionately, her tongue begging for entrance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 06:35:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba shivered looking between the two. Both were too strong for her to stand strong and careful on her own. She straightened herself. She wasn't much into begging. She had never begged for her life, she had been granted it because she did not try and and please others. Now she had no choice it almost seemed. She would not stand for that. She would not whimper the way he wanted. she scorned around him. Seh couldn't become less then waht she allready was. She had allready got too close to doing that too may times. She could do the first part though. Drinking him in as fi she didn't have anything in the world better. Not because it was something she had never had that was better, but bec ause she was so intensly intrested in him.<br><br>Compleating half his commands she found she was purring instead becomming so very intrested and absored in his taste that she did not realize right away what Anaressa was saying to her. Putting her whole body into it pushing forward with her body she attempted to give him what he wanted. Her own desire which had her purring and maoning around him came next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 20:34:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop."&nbsp; Ramses commanded suddenly, pulling back from Lisimba.&nbsp; His eyes shifted down to meet Anaressa's and he nodded to her.&nbsp; This one was inexperienced and still had a few things to learn.&nbsp; "Bring the bindings, hand maiden."&nbsp; He said calmly, climbing out of bed and standing next to it.&nbsp; "This one needs to learn her place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 20:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa stopped what she was doing immediately and answered simply, "No." She stood and stepped between her Prince and the lioness, glancing back and meeting Lisimba's eyes, showing her that she was safe. "We have a deal, my Prince, you will never punish the other women, if one has slighted you, and you are to take your wrath out on me."<br><br>She stood firm, the dark Nubian stared directly at Ramses, there was no question she would fight him if necessary.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 20:44:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses leaned over to whisper into Anaressa's ear.&nbsp; "Not punishment, pleasure."&nbsp; He figured that the other maiden couldn't hear him.&nbsp; "Bind her and show her how to truely enjoy herself in bed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 21:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her emerald ring sparkling around the deep black of her eyes, Anaressa leaned into her Prince kissing him on the neck underneath his ear and whispered, "Perhaps we can show our lioness the pleasures of binding another way." She suckled on his ear, nibbling on it gently, "Bind me, my love, all her to explore my body with your help, show her how to please a woman and of course, show her how your Nubian slave pleases you." She kissed along his jaw until she met his lips, staring directly into his eyes awaiting his answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 21:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses turned his lips to Anaressa's, kissing her hungrily in return.&nbsp; "Let it be done."&nbsp; He whispered to her, reaching up to squeeze one of her breasts.&nbsp; It wasn't every day that she let him do something like this to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 22:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She retrieved the silk scarves that they had used in the past, though usually it was she doing the tying. She did not like giving up her control, but for the lioness, for this demonstration, she would. She handed the scarves to Ramses and whispered quietly, "use them wisely."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 22:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pressed them back into her hands.&nbsp; "Tell her how."&nbsp; He suggested right back, wanting to watch for the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 00:33:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba watched the foreplay, every emotion she felt crossing her face visibly. She was surpised and offended when Ramses pulled away, angrey when he said she needed to learn her place. She had gotten punished before. She stood up proud ready to hold herself ture. Then she became conused by the fact that Anaressa stopped him. That she stood up to Ramses. <br><br>They stood to eachother and Lisimba belived that they were arguing. <em>Foolish lion. The lioness are your servents and your Mistresses. We make the rules.</em> She thought both confident but still offended someone was standing up for her. She had stood on her own since her father died. <em>No i haven't...</em> A shade of sarrow touched her for a moment. <em>She saved me, Remember Lisimba...she is part of the reason you are still here. She is the reason you are here...and now she is sarcifcing for me....</em><br><br>Then she heard Ramses say that she was to be told how to bind Anaressa and her eyes went wide. "BUT! But I can't bind her! She's my mistress...it would not be right....It would be disrespectful. It would be wrong after all she has done for me. She has saved my life twice. I can't pay her back that way..." She blurted out without thinking about the disobedience that comes with speaking out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 00:54:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking the binds from her Prince, her lover, Anaressa kissed him fiercely before she stalked over to their lioness, smiling, with a mischievous gleam in her eye. “It is all right my pet, I want to be bound, it is a game the Prince and I play, there is no harm to it, it is for pleasure.”<br><br>She pressed her body to the younger woman’s, cupping her chin in a dark hand, and kissed her lips, softly at first but deepening it into a passionate kiss. She stared into her eyes, assuring Lisimba that her words were sincere, ‘Are you ready to learn?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 00:57:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses folded his arms across his bare chest, glowering at Lisimba.&nbsp; He bit his tongue to give Anaressa a chance to explain the matter to his newest maiden.&nbsp; If he'd spoken, things would likely have turned unpleasant for her.&nbsp; Instead, he waited and watched to see what she would do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 01:07:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba watched Anaressa not melting under the kiss. She pulled back. She didn't look away from Ramses. "It is like the biting?" She wanted a confirmation. She looked like she was unsure. Luckl for Ramses and Lisimba, Anaressa is a good teacher. "I am Mistress. Is...is Prince Ramses going to watch?" She asked remebering thier earlier lesson. She glanced over at Ramses she showed something a Master may not wish to see. A maiden that still had too much reslove to stay away from men. She moved her jaw in Ressa's hand to better show she was ready to go. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 01:17:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“He is going to do more than watch, he is going to participate, but first let us show you the proper way to tie someone down, you have experience with knots having been on a ship before, yes?” Anaressa brushed her fingers along the lioness breasts before she climbed onto the bed. She raised her hands above her head, against the bed post, “first let us see how you would tie my hand to this post.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 01:23:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba looked weary but nodded. Moving to the bed. She took one of teh bands that was very long. "Would a Spanish bow knot be suitable Mistress?" She asked but she was allready tieing. She started out without Ressa's writs. She made two loops and twisted those loops. Next she hd to twist again, and pull through. This was wear she had two what would be like present day cuffs. She gentally paced one wrist in each loop. She pulled both loops tight around her wrists but Anaressa could still easily remove herself. Infact she didn't even tighten it at all truely. "Would that type of knot please you Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 03:35:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning up and pulling her hands free, Ressa kissed the lioness, nibbling on her earlobe, whispering loud enough for the Prince to hear, "the binds have to be tight enough so when you make me come, I cannot break them." Her eyes sparkling she looked past the lioness to Ramses, "remove the scowl, my Prince and join us on the bed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 09:03:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisima glanced at Ramses. She moved aside giving him pleanty of room, and putting Ressa as a obstacle between them. The lioness&nbsp; glanced at Ressa. <em>He doesn't like her present...could I make her bad to him if I don't applease him soon...but I don't know how...well I do but I'm stubborn.</em> Swallowing hard she bowed her head to Ramses while they waited for him. She didn't say anything till he had made his decision. "Mistress...these bindings they will hurt you? You can still feel pain...can't you?" She wondered for a moment if that was why there was Mistresses and Masters because some felt pain and some didn't. She stroaked up Ressa's arms and tighted the knot fully. Now Ressa wouldn't be able to get out uniless the knot was untied. "I am sorry, Mistress." She appolgized for trying to follow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 13:22:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses waited a moment longer before climbing back into bed.&nbsp; He looked over at Lisimba inquiringly then leaned over Anaressa to kiss her.&nbsp; "You're going to pay for that."&nbsp; He whispered quietly enough for only her to hear then kissed her passionately.&nbsp; At the same time, he reached down and squeezed one of her breasts quite hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 17:51:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at her lioness, the woman had so much to learn and so much energy, and whispered before her Prince was upon them, "I can feel pain, my pet, but sometimes a little pain heightens the pleasure." She tested the ropes and indeed they were tight enough to hold her, "These are much better, Lisimba, there is no reason to apologize."<br><br>Ressa turned to her Prince, yelping as squeezed her nipple, but smiling nonetheless, and asked innocently, "Pay for what my dear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>27-01-2007, 18:32:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba knodded pushing her head away. She couldn't find herself to look at thier intimate moments. She was still trying to be ok with being in intimate moments. She had just barely, slowly adding to it began to taste why someone would want to feel all of this want to go through all this. Looking down at all the other ribbions she skiddled down away from the two...One Mater had once found an area at her inner thighs that was ticklish. He had used his fingers and gentally probbing, slowly searching his way up and down. There had also been her sides, and at her neck. She hated laughing because it gave him joy to see he could get such a forign sound for her out of her. She wondered what Anaressa's laughter would be like. She had heard it in her voice but not out right. Taking the ribbions she slowly tickled them around her sides slowly with the ends of them. She was innocent in her curisoity. And she was also wicked in her want to see so much laughter on Anaressa's face. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>28-01-2007, 19:40:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses kissed Anaressa teasingly.&nbsp; "You know what."&nbsp; He straightened up then pointed to the spot next to Anaressa.&nbsp; "I want you to sit right there and watch closely."&nbsp; He commanded Lisimba.&nbsp; "I also want you to join in if you feel ready."&nbsp; He stated simply, then leaned over to kiss Anaressa again, squeezing her breast again as his lips were pressed against hers.&nbsp; It wasn't often that he got to have his way with his hand maiden just like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>28-01-2007, 20:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba jumped like a guilty child. She put her head down when called up. She had been so close. But she crawled back up. She sat demenrly by Anareass'as side watching. Ramses was consumed with havingthis night his way. And with his woman. Bowing her head to that fact she agreed that this would be the tnight for the rest of it where she stayed calm and quiet. She didn't wait long, and she herself started at Reassa's belly slowly working her way up with slow cute kisses. She did not think that he could possible mean that they all&nbsp; would kiss as once. Getting to Ressa's breasts her eyes were locked on thier lips mating and a primal hunger roared in her belly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>28-01-2007, 22:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The ribbons were excruciatingly ticklish and Ressa could not but giggle and glare playfully at her lioness, though she would not and did not beg her to stop. Somewhat amused at Ramses' eagerness to play with her, while she is all trussed up in the ropes, her lips sucking at his eagerly as he mouth and hands shift her attention. She moaned softly as the two of them, kissed her, played with her, her moans turning into purrs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 01:27:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a smirk, Ramses leaned backward slightly then began to tickle Anaressa ruthlessly along her sides and belly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 04:08:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patience wearing thin, Ressa growled at her Prince, hissing harsh words, “no tickling, my Prince or you will suffer the same fate.” She turned to her lioness, whispering softly, “Explore my body, explore it all, pet.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 18:51:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Spoilsport."&nbsp; Ramses kissed Anaressa lightly, then turned curious eyes to look at Lisimba.&nbsp; He sat up and watched the other with a note of curiousity, wanting to see exactly what she'd do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 19:44:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba looked surpised still to be included. After how the prince had jumped in. She fbowed her head. She was spossed to explore it all. She had allready seen Ressa's wonderful mouth, her delcious breasts, she was curioius to go furhter down. She started back at her bellly. Her fingers lightly danced over Ressa as she glanced up blushing lightly at the two.<em> It is awkward to do this being critqued...</em> She thought inwardly her hair danced over Ressa's skin as she kissed her belly button. She had been touched many times today very intimatly. She wished to do the same with Ressa now. <br><br>Lisimba's fingers gentally stroaked her outer to inner thighs in a slow circular motion. She saw and was compleatly aware of Ressas womanhood but refained just yet. Yet she was curious of that area. Leaving her belly she went down to her feet and worked her way upwards from between Ressa's legs. She ws just gaining into the thigh when she glanced up at the two looking for a reaction. Knowing that indeed though Ressa seemed very incontrol of her own self, Ramses was still the lion her eyes rested a tad longer with him. She asked permission again with them to keep going up. To vouch that was most deffiently where she wanted to go her hands were stroaking Ressa's hips each time comming in downwards.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 22:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Nubian slave smiled at her Prince, bidding him to join her at the top of their bed in the nest of the pillows that she had been lounging amongst. She could not hold him, but this would allow him easy access to her mouth, and they would be able to whisper to each other.<br><br>She watched with careful eyes as Lisimba explored her body, the simple tentative touches becoming more assured, more curious. She grinned when again the younger woman asked permission, whispering softly,“Yes my lioness, you have my permission.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 07:19:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba waited just a bit longer for Ramses and then she gave Ressa's womanhood a tentive kiss. Quick she quickly pulled away. She put herself back down away starting back at her knee. She pounced on Ressa again and again like how a lion plays with a mouse. She didnt know quiet what to do. She needed a bit more of through teaching. Someone directing down there with her...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 18:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses simply nodded in encouragement to Lisimba as she hesitated.&nbsp; "Go ahead."&nbsp; He encouraged her simply, not quite wanting to intervene just yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 18:47:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at the lioness, Ressa whispered softly, though she was tempted to let the young woman explore, “taste it, lick along it…explore, you will know from my reactions what I like and dislike…just be careful with the teeth, it is rather sensitive.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 00:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba nodded and went forward. Having a small taste so far she was now eager to see what else she couldbe given from this woman. She did as she was told and tasted along her slit. And like a animal who found water she kept at it. A t hirst developed. Seh dipped deeper her hands now massaging Ressas thighs. Her tounge tickled and pressed agaist Ressa's clit with one aim. She dipped her hands under Ressa's hips lifting her up to her. Her tounge touched the inner pink flesh and she glancedu p to afirm Ressa's response. She wasn't stopping though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 00:37:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Nubian slave moaned with delight, finally their lioness, her lioness had overcome her shyness and had begun her exploration in earnest. She smiled down at Lisimba, giving her a slight nod of approval though it was not necessary, her arms straining as she quivered with pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 00:41:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba continued. She suckled gentally on Ressa's clit figuring out that when she did so ment that she recieved the most of her drink. She delved in drinking as much as she can whenever she could. Massaging her thighs and ass as she went she layed treasuing kisses. She delved deeper and found the entrance for the Prince. She did not compleatly underst that this was what it was for but she understood well enough. She persued her clit again traveling up wards and downwards her tounge twirling and swirling. She purred agaist her clit loving her taste. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 18:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was close already, the excitement of a new partner, being tied up and her Prince just watching, a rare treat, she moaned, shuddered and encouraged the lioness to continue. It did not take long, and she came screaming, her arms straining against there bonds, her dark body taut against the pale’s woman’s mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 19:12:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dark skin of her lover trembled around her as she tasted Ressa's climax. She drank it up relishing in her taste. Purring in delight agaist Ressa's clit, she transfered to where the mst of Ressa's juices resided. Her ass leanedupward and shook playfully though she did not notice it. She felt Ressa's tightness and tried to help relieve it by gentally massaging her dark thighs, while her tounge deled within Ressa finally finding out how to fuck and fucking more of Ressa's jusices out with that little appandage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>02-02-2007, 23:13:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Although he was quite content with watching and curious as to how Lisimba was going to reach, Ramses nonetheless leaned over and kissed Anaressa hungrily.&nbsp; He kept his lips against hers to keep her from making any noise while Lisimba had her way with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-02-2007, 23:23:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed her Prince, sucking in his tongue as she breathed out of her nose, she knew he would hold her mouth to his, he had done this before, he loved to feel her scream within his mouth. And scream she did as the lioness was relentless, lapping at her juices, licking at her clit, her tongue pressing inside. Ressa squirmed as much as she good, her cries muffled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>02-02-2007, 23:56:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard the sounds from above and knew she was doing well. From what she could tell very good. She found herself extreamkly happy about that. She continued on her fingers spreading Ressa's thighs wider as she crawled her way further up into Ressa. She brought Ressa's legs up around her shoulders and moved her head within all around to taste Ressa to her most. She wondered how many times this could happen to a woman? Could she go through this?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:01:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breathing erratic, her heart beat immeasurable, Ressa was close to her breaking point, close to begging for mercy, her eyes already pleading with her Prince to break the kiss, allow her to cry out, tell the lioness to stop. She squirmed under the woman’s touch, unsure if she wanted to move away or towards the mouth, the feelings so good and yet so much, was there too much of a good thing?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses lifted his lips from Anaressa's then moved behind Lisimba.&nbsp; "Don't stop no matter what."&nbsp; He instructed simply, then carefully eased himself into Lisimba's waiting pussy.&nbsp; "Do not stop."&nbsp; He commanded again, then began pumping her furiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:19:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba gasped. She didn't dare stop. She gasped. Her body shocked by the intrusion. She was commanded. She couldnt' stop. Bitting down hard on her bottom lip she twirled her tounge around Ressa's clit. Anaressa's legs were still up around her shoulders as she found herself being pushed up into Ressa. Her breath came sharp and harsh as she felt her body quiver. She gentally massaged Anaressa's hips as Ramses seemed to fill her more then compleatly, beyond compare, beyond what she ever believed she could actually be filled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:28:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Ramses released her kiss, she screamed in pleasure, moaned, her body quivering against the endless licking of the lioness, her arms straining against the restraints as she climaxed again. She barely heard the words of her Prince, as he commanded the lioness to not stop, she bit down on her lip, again the heat rising within her, she looked over the lioness shoulder at the man, her eyes pleading for him to release her from his command. <br><br>She would not beg the lioness, would not put her through the torment of having to choose which command she would obey, her Prince knowing this fact all to well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:29:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses' eyes were tinkling in delight as his eyes met Anaressa's.&nbsp; He didn't relent in the slightest, however, enjoying the feeling of having two women at once.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba didn't know how much was going on because her face was burried within her Mistress and she couldn't lift herself up because her Master was screwing her deeply. She did not realize how bad Anaressa was right now and was continuing at her hardest as her lips stole around Anaressa's clit and tugged and suckled as hard as they could moans virating from her lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 00:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh gods, my pet…please slow,” Ressa whispered unable to contain herself as she screamed again with climax. She could not stop, but slow, slow was all Ressa needed, her stare was filled with daggers as she watched her Prince take their lioness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 01:06:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba blinked surpised. She did as she was told and gentally retreated back. She set up long and slow licks up Anaressa's entire slit like she had in the begging. They were still hard but not as much. She burried her tounge deep and she felt her hips push back towards the prince with her rising arousal. She was going to feel the same way Anaressa felt. She knew it internally. How her body pulsed and beated hard. She wanted it so badly. She couldn't helpit she purred again around Anaressa's clit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 01:44:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses began pounding Lisimba's wet and ready pussy harder and faster, pushing her face into Anaressa's clit with each rapid thrust.&nbsp; He moaned happily and after a moment began to cum rapidly, filling Lisimba with his seed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 01:46:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breathing slows, but not much, her climax slower this time, as she watches her Prince, his face changing as he attained his climax, true she could push the two of them away, her legs strong, but she does not want to harm the lioness, drive her away. She had taken this punishment to protect the lioness from her Prince's wrath and in truth was enjoying her wicked tongue. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 01:51:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pressed her tounge deep into her chamber. Her heart felt like it was going insate. She felt her Master explaod within her and her breast stopped for a moment srupised. <em>I can't belive this! Amazing!</em> She felt the essances of both suddenly fill her. Her legs tightened. She could not belive what was happening. She felt powerful to be able to contain the pleasure of both. Groaning and moaning she gave her everythign to both trying as hard as possible to give them both pleasure. Somewhere her womanhood found the courage to squeeze and milk Ramses for all he was worht. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 01:58:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses let himself cum until he stopped, then leaned forward to kiss Lisimba lightly on the back.&nbsp; "Would you like to be tied up now?"&nbsp; He asked softly, not a command but a simple question.&nbsp; "If not, I'm sure we can find something else pleasing to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 02:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Somewhat relaxed with he slower pace, Ressa looked at her Prince and the lioness, "perhaps a bath, one where the three of us wash instead of...play?" she suggested. Her muscles were sore from the strain and she would need a massage, but for the most part the dark Nubian slave was pleased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 02:46:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses smirked at Anaressa.&nbsp; "That would be you giving us the bath."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 06:00:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba looked surpised by the tender token. She looked up but did not stop. She was a little curious as to what they would be doing. She did not lift her head overly much. "No, Master...I would rather not be bound so." She admited. She wasn't ready to be vunerable again she did think she could ever do as Anaressa did. "I will wash, you both Mistress and Master, if I could." She voted up feelign very awkward when Ramses suggested it be Anaressa. "Please." She said looking to both hopefully while she gentally continued massaging Anaressa's thighs. "Can I release you now?" She looked up to Anaressa.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 09:41:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses eased himself out of Lisimba, climbing out of bed.&nbsp; "Anaressa will be the one giving the bath," he declared simply.&nbsp; "Untie her so she can perform this service."&nbsp; He walked out of the room and returned to the bath, sinking into the water with a sigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 16:09:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba bit her bottom lip to keep from further protesting sighing as he removed himself. Once he was gone she skiddled up to her Mistreess. She pulled the ribions up and out of thier loops to untie her. Bitting her lip she tookdeep breaths and wainted for Anaressa so she could follow her to the baths. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 19:06:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa smiled at her Prince, in truth she did not mind giving either of them a bath, there was something relaxing about sliding into a warm bath and slowly working out hard muscles. When the lioness untied each of her hands, the Nubian slave grabbed her, embraced and kissed her passionately. "That was amazing, my pet," she whispered softly.&nbsp; She ached from straining against her binds, looked forward to a soothing massage, leisurely she rose from her Prince's bed, taking Lisimba's hand as they walked to the baths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>04-02-2007, 02:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was surpised to be walking with Anaressa but she did not leave her. Infact she intimatly for a moment brushed her thumb agaist the edge Anaressa's hands. <br><br>When they walked in she kept her head down slightly. She felt good, she was starting to enjoy yerself. The night had to be close to ending and she could feel herself finally enjoying herself. She sighed. But she guessed she was going to be here for a long while. It didnt' seem as likely that this Master would n eed to sell her. And she found herself hoping that she wouldn't anger either of these enough that they let her go. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-02-2007, 19:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they arrived in the baths, Ressa noticed her Prince had already settled in the warm water, before entering she turned to her lioness, kissing her passionately, before whispering softly in her ear. “You did well, my pet, we are both very pleased with you.” She continued to stroke the lioness cheek, her dark eyes gleaming on the paler woman, and then as if to read her mind, “You do know that I would never let him sell you, not that he would.” With those words, Anaressa entered the warm water and approached the Prince. <br><br>She gathered a sponge and soap and slowly worked up a lather which she spread against his back, her hands working efficiently, she had bathed him many times in their years together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>04-02-2007, 20:04:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba gasped surpised that she was that plable. She blushed and looked down ready to make escuses. The dark woman was beautifully strange. She didn't ever think she would get to fully understanding her. Till then she dieffiently wanted to watch the beautifully intresting woman. <br><br>She slipped in after Anaressa she rested near the water. And for a moment her orginal name showed through. A daughter of the ocean also she dipped down and swa for a moment around the two of them to the other side of Anaressa and Ramses. She drained out her hair with a sigh of contentment. Liones didnt like water. But lions were playful. She had a wonderufl thought but ketp it back while Ramses was bieng taken care of.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>05-02-2007, 08:08:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses relaxed, his eyes closed as he was bathed and listened to the interplay between his hand maiden and his newest maiden.&nbsp; He didn't feel the need to comment or interact right at this moment but was content with the way things were.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>05-02-2007, 17:46:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa washed the man, her Prince thoroughly massaging the soreness from his body as she went, kissing and nibbling his skin, unable to resist it for too long. When she faced him, washed his front, she slid down between his legs, brushed against his already growing manhood as she glided her hands down each of his well-muscled thighs, calves and feet. She stood, washed above his manhood, his testicles, taking them gently in her hands, again brushing the underside of his manhood, across his inner thighs. <br><br>She washed his firm stomach, his flanks, his chest, kissing his lips as she saw fit, a smile playing across her face. Finished she stepped back and gave him a slight bow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>06-02-2007, 00:14:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced at the two. She might seem like a child, but the two of them seemed too serious some times. She thought it might be as good as any to inact her playful idea. Swiming back again she swam between the two brushing just over Ramses feet when Ressa stepped back. Comming back she rose out just above eye level watching them. She was smirking beneath the water....she could get punished....she didn't think Ressa minded so much...<em>Mabye I shouldn't....but Mistress Anaressa has been encorging me...I haven't felt this free in water in forever. I want to play a little...ok mabye throwing my hair around is not the smarktst idea....but something should make atleast Anaressa laugh...</em> Lisimba's dark hair floated around her. She saw behind her Mistress t his time and sprang up wraping her arms around her waiste and kissing her shoulder intimatly for a moment before she let go and flinged herself back. She hoped she surpised her just a little. She doubted that she actually did. Then she tried to get deeper to the pools floor and came up just long enough to gentally splash water at Ramses chest before she skiddled away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>07-02-2007, 06:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses simply sat there and enjoyed the attention for the time being.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-02-2007, 06:31:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba was disappointed he didn't get into the play but she didn't dare chance again on him. Instead she languished back with a sigh falling back into the water. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-02-2007, 06:32:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had shivered at the kiss, it was amazing to see her lioness loose her inhibitions to return to the woman she had once been, this is what Ressa had been trying to find within the shy slave she had rescued. She turned to her playful lioness, grabbing her out of the water as she swam by for another splash, pulling her in for a deep kiss, her hands sliding down the pale woman's flanks.<br><br>"It is time I bath you, my pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-02-2007, 16:58:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help it she started purring gentally for Anaressa. The deep kiss led to her closing her eyes and as her tounge played with Anaressa's in this momentarily intimate dance, she got swept away. She opened them with a deep breath. She suckled in her bottom lip. "Master doesn't need cleaned any more?" She asked. If Anaressa kept touching her she knew she would feel the feelings that had been growing on her earlier. The look of her Mistress sent her heart bumping harder. And where Anaressa's hands were playing made Lisimba's hands come forward and gentally swirl in Anaressa's hands. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-02-2007, 18:02:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“As you can see my pet, he is sparkly clean, already for a deep massage and oiling so that he can return to his duties as the heir to the throne,” Anaressa whispered as she pressed herself against the pale woman, teasing her mercilessly as her hands slid between the woman’s legs, up her flanks and around the outside of her breasts. She stepped back, gathered the soap and began anew, seductively starting with her back, soaping the woman’s upper back, sliding down and around each of her butt cheeks and down her legs, her hands softly touching each of them.<br><br>Rising she moved to the lioness’s front, kissing her as she lathered the woman’s shoulders, breasts, flat stomach…breaking the kiss, sliding down her legs, washing each of them, her fingers pushing against the skin careful to miss the mound between the legs, washing away all the dirt and grime. When all but the lioness’s mound was left she laid her hand against, pressing gently rubbing the soap in the soft folds. Done, she rinsed her lioness off, return once again to be by her side, kissing, her purr matching that of Lisimba.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>08-02-2007, 01:55:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned looking slightly intimated by Anaressa. Her gorgous nubian goddesses wasnn't going to back down. She shivered and found herself whimpering as Anaressa touched her. Then when when she gentally rubbed and pressed Lisimba found her breath comming in short bursts. She had at one point been grounding her hips into Anaressa she was so in love with what she did. Trembling slightly she nodded. Moving into the kiss her hands for a moment rested on Anaressa's hips pulling her towards her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>08-02-2007, 22:12:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I'm going to be busy for a couple of days so don't wait on me.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>08-02-2007, 22:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her duties done for the Prince, Ressa stepped away from the lioness to bathe. She took her time, teasing herself as she had the pale woman in front of her, she smiled as she did so, winking coyly at Lisimba, forbidding her to touch until the Nubian goddess was cleansed. She kissed her Prince, whispering to him that she was returning to his chambers with their new maiden and that she looked forward to seeing him in the evening. Once done, she again approached the woman, taking her hand and led her from the baths, leaving their Prince alone in the baths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 03:25:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked confused but followed Anaressa. She glanced back at the Prince curious as to what he would do when the left. She bowed at him mishappenly as she left with her Mistress. <br><br>When they appreached thier destination of his room she looked confused again. "What....?...Why are we back here Mistress? Is the prince not tired? Should I prepare you for tonight with him and leave?" She asked fidgiting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 03:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses stretched and yawned, giving Anaressa some time to play with the new maiden before he'd go into his chambers and retire for the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 03:37:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed the lioness, hoping to quiet her questions, though she immediately answered the pale woman's questions. "You will be joining us for the night, my pet, the Prince has a few courtly things to take care of before he joins us, and he also believes that it is important his maidens spend time alone with each other." <br><br>She slid her hands down her hand maiden’s flanks, "Would you mind giving me a massage, my dear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 05:00:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head adamently. "No I wouldn't, Mistress." She moved forward gentally to the bed, looking around for oils she found them. "Would you like to use oils, Mistress?"&nbsp; She made a pillowed spot on the bed for the nubian godesses on the bed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 05:08:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa climbed onto the bed, it having been cleaned since they were last there by other maidens, it was good to be the Prince. They were again silk, this time a royal blue, the Prince’s favorite color; he had bought them from an Oriental trader. “Please.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 05:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and got a sandlewood scent. Comming back she went to where she estimated if Ressa layed down her hips would be she put a small dallop of the lotion on her hands. "What kinds of things does the Prince attend to as the heir, Mistress?" She asked her head tilted to the side. "Does the heir have any heir's as of yet?" She couldn't help but ask thinking of the intimate dance from earlier. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 18:47:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She relaxed allowing the lioness to have full access to her back, “Please spend extra time on my shoulder and arms, I seemed to have strained them somehow,” she whispered smirking. She knew the lioness was inquisitive and once she was comfortable the questions would come, “the Prince has to deal with matters of the state, such as the military and whether or not we are facing any wars or need to defend our nation against others, diplomacy, there have been occasions the Pharaoh has sent him to other nations to broker peace treaties, dealing with the crops, the flooding of the Nile. All of these things and more.” She sighed as the firm but delicate hands of Lisimba worked their magic along her back.<br><br>“The Prince is not married, until then, he has no heirs,” she answered simply not revealing her own secret. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 20:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded slowly. She made soft cirlces on Ressa's shoulders. She changed her postion a few mintues afterwards and went to her sides compleatly switching every few minutes and working on Ressa's arms alone. She would work her way down, and just before she went back to Ressa's shoulder she took Ressa's fingers and gentally kissed each. "How did he feel about the...the ship? Does he know I am from there? Does he know we know eachother form another time?" Back on Ressa's shoulders she worked the flesh deep. She was born a worker and had a strong body despite her feminity. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 20:40:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned her appreciation, her eyes fluttering shut as her body relaxed, Lisimba was good at this, Ressa would make sure they spent more time with her lioness. Lazily she answered, “He does know about the ship, I am not sure how he feels about it, you would need to ask him, as for us…he is aware that I have watched your progress, that I have been waiting until I had enough power and resources to claim you as mine, well his, but in truth, it is I who wanted to release you, bring you to us. Your spirit captured my imagination,” anticipating her next question, “he is also aware that I had a small part in the plot that was to bring down his father, assassinate him,” this is said as barely a whisper, “it is why I lost my rank, why I am his slave until he gains the throne.”<br><br>She moaned under the hands, “you are very good at this, my pet.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 20:49:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you, Mistress." Lisimba took in consideration her words. <br>Moving down to Anaressa's spine she was gentle focusing more on her sides. "You move much from side to side with your hips I noticed. You should be careful Mistress. My mother before she died did the same and she often got cramps at the end of the day." Lisimba couldn't help but spilling out that. <br>"Do you and the Prince love eachother?" Lisimba asked switching down to Ressa's thighs. She was going a tad faster so she could get down to Ressa's feet and focus on them. <br><br>When she did she worked her achiles, the pad of each toe, her heel, her ankle and everything delicatly. "I am unexperienced, Mistress, and just now is the most I have ever shown intrest in a man then ever before in my natural life. Are you sure it was a good choice? I have changed since you last saw me. You have changed much I am sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-02-2007, 22:38:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She rolled onto her back and looked down at the lioness, motioning for her to join her at the head of the bed, in the nest of pillows. When her lioness does so, Ressa continued the conversation, “Tsk, tsk, what have I said about calling me Mistress when we are alone, Lisimba.’ She smiled brightly, “Yes we do love each other, but it is improper for him to marry a slave.” She slid and arm around the young woman, Ressa had taking the middle of the bed in hopes of being sandwiched between her Prince and the maiden when they do finally sleep.<br><br>“Did you enjoy yourself this afternoon and evening, my pet? You seemed to enjoy pleasing Ramses and I have heard no complaints when I touch you,” her hand slid down and massage the pale woman’s breast, “I know I made the right choice, Lisimba.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>11-02-2007, 07:28:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed. She had been quiet busy today. "Yes." She simply said. She bit her bottom lip. She did have to remember that but it was hard not to talk to her formally when she had taken years to get that way and avoid some beatings. To ruin her chance of memory this time, Anaressa was arousing her again with a simple touch. Her nipple started to feel tingly. "There are no complaints for either of you, M...." She just managed to remember. She licked her lips. Looking down at the dark fingers around her breasts sent wonderful chills throughout Lisimba. Lisimba very much liked Anaressa. Comming forward she planted a kiss on Anaressa's lips. "He doesn't not sound the same now when you call me by my name. I can not be sure if I think so at the moment if this is good or bad; I am getting too use to you calling me, 'pet'. It seems strange for you to call me by my given name." She said refering to Lisimba.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>11-02-2007, 19:21:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa returned the kiss, deepening it as she watched her lover with her dark eyes, “I, too, enjoyed myself, my pet, and I look forward to many more evenings together.” She wrapped her arms around the pale woman, holding her tightly, “do you have any more questions?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 02:56:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am not sure. Once you start to touch&nbsp; me, I am no longer sure if I have anything at all I want to say." She smiled. And laughed. "You are hard to think around."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 04:54:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wrapping her arms around the lioness, Ressa kissed her deeply, holding her tightly, her knee sliding between Lisimba’s legs, pressing it against her mound. “I know the feeling, my pet, whenever I touch you all I can think of is your taste, the feel of your lips upon my skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 04:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses cleared his throat from where he was leaning against the doorway.&nbsp; "I'd like to go to bed if you two don't terribly mind."&nbsp; He stated dryly.&nbsp; "I do have a kingdom to run."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 06:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba gaspoed and pulled away blushing. She couldn't help but be embaressed by being caught in the act. Bitting her lip she got up to leave escusing herself bowing out. Ramses had shocked her. He had a very good way of being extreamly untouchable. The lioness wondered how a woman could love a man like that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 06:52:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa rolled out of bed, strode towards Ramses, her Prince, kissed him deeply, whispering softly in his ear, “You should not scare our lioness, my love, she is still skittish.” She stroked her hand down his arms, pressing her naked body to his, showing him her heat, staring into her lover’s eyes. <br><br>She pulled away from her man and walked towards Lisimba, reaching out and pulling her into a tight embrace. “You will be joining us in our bed, my pet; do not let him scare you.” She smiled at her Prince, “I think we are ready to join you, my Prince.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 06:55:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses rolled his eyes at Anaressa's statement but reached down to stroke between her legs.&nbsp; "I'm SO glad that I'm allowed to sleep in my own bed."&nbsp; He kissed her nose then promptly disengaged himself, climbing into bed and occupying the middle of it.&nbsp; He stretched out flat on his back and sighed softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 06:58:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She climbed into bed after him, pushing him to one side, tickling him if he does not move otherwise, "Oh no, darling, I get the middle this night," she whispered to the Prince. She kissed him passionately, sliding her hand to the hardness between his legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 07:00:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no you don't."&nbsp; Ramses proceeded to tickle her back lightly.&nbsp; "It's my bed and I'll sleep anywhere I want in it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 07:10:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It is our bed, my love, and I chose to sleep in the middle, so scoot," she whispered, giggling as he tickled her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 07:10:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you want to sleep in the middle, you'll have to sleep on top of me."&nbsp; He stopped tickling but refused to move from the middle of the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 12:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba slowed back much slower then the two. She most deffiently did not want to get into the fight of who shared the middle. Looking at the two though she didn't know why it mattered, to her she guessed in about half an hour they would be sleeping ontop of eachother anyways. <br><br>Skilling onto the other side of the bed, crawling at teh foot, Lisimba occupied the far left side which had to take some courage from her becasuse she couldn't bolt out the door easily. She turned on her side wondering if it was appropiate to watch thier own mock battle of playfulness, and not able to look away. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 17:38:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Nubian slave huffed at her Prince, whispering softly in his ear, “Perhaps a compromise darling, put the lioness in the middle.” Clearly the reason the two lovers were ‘fighting’ was because each of them wanted to sleep next to their new pet, the middle being the most advantageous to play with both lovers.<br><br>She slid her hands down his long muscular legs, enjoying the feel of his skin as she waited for his decision. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 04:45:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How about..."&nbsp; Ramses began to tickle Anaressa ruthlessly rather than finishing his sentence.&nbsp; For once, he was going to have his way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 04:52:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba swallowed hard. She was enjoying her spot but she was still watching the fight. She was leary with thier whispering, and when she saw Anaressa touch Ramses so intimatly she blushed. It was hard to watch such an intimate private moment. She started to turn away. Ramses had acted as if he was very tired she belived they would be going to sleep soon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 05:00:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him passionately, whispering loud enough for the lioness to hear her, “You win tonight, my Prince, but tomorrow and the next day, I have my way.” More quietly she whispered, “Your punishment of me is now complete and we need to talk of affairs of the state, but not tonight.” She leaned over her Prince, rolled their lioness towards them and kissed her on the lips, “sleep well my pet.”<br><br>She snuggled close to her lover, spooning him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 05:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For once."&nbsp; Ramses stuck out his tongue at Anaressa, then proceeded to spoon Lisimba into his other side.&nbsp; He closed his eyes and fell asleep after a few moments.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 05:32:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba took a tad longer to go to sleep. The bodies of the other two around her made her gasp. It felt so very warm. Her body was faced inward towards Ramses, her hands resting on his chest when she had no clue where else to put them. When the other two slept, she leaned up slightly and without Ramses knowledge looked him over. She watched his body. She looked at her body and felt that what she wanted to call forbidden desire swell within her. She couldn't belive she was so attracted but she was. She was extreamly attracted. <br><br>Finally exhusted she fell to sleep though. She fell to sleep, and come morning when she was slightly nudged by another slave to begin her duties, her hair was all over Ramses chest, and her whole body more comfortable then she felt in years.<br><br>She got up relcutently and left to get Ramses's things together for that day. She was incharge of his clothing and morning activities. <br><br>Waiting passionatly dressed her her blue toga, and the lioness pendent still hanging proudly from her chest she waited for him and Anaressa to awaken. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 05:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Nubian slave slept fitfully, she always had, since the two of them had been together, years now. She awoke soundlessly, noticed her lioness had already moved from the bed and laid out her Prince’s outfit for the day. Ressa smiled at the pendant, it looked so perfect on the lioness, showed her true character.<br><br>She strode the few steps to the woman, kissed her deeply, “Let us sit and wait for the Prince to awake, perhaps we can find some things to do while we wait.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 05:57:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba did not notice Anaressa's sleeping patern. When she awke and came to her thought, the Nubian's grace and beauty astounded the lioness. "What is it you would like to do? Would you like a massage?" The lioness asked her smile comming up slowly. "Would you like to take an early bath?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 06:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would love an early bath, however I believe the Prince would like to join us, perhaps we should just relax, sit as equals. We are equals, you do know that my pet, at least for now. Yes, I am his favorite and some day I will be his Queen, but for now we are equals, as long as we are alone," she whispered to the young maiden. <br><br>Stroking her soft pale cheek, Ressa stared into Lisimba's eyes, she was beautiful, her Grecian pet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 18:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She swallowed hard.&nbsp; She was about to ask a question. When she asked questions she never had to think about the scary altertives that were about to happen. This time though she stopped herself from doing this. Instead she leaned forward and&nbsp; placed hder lips on Anressas. She pulled back after a short kiss. "I wouldn't know how to put a creature, as heavenly as you on the same spot as I. You are above it, and you ar egorgious. I'm afraid I haven't quite yet figured out how to relax around you. I allways feel something to strong to do so. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 18:10:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed Lisimba, enjoying the taste of her lips, the feel of her tongue. “Desire? Is that what your feel when you are around me?” Ressa scooted closer to her lioness so they were touching as they spoke. She whispered softly, conspiratorially “because it is what I have felt for you since the first time I laid eyes upon you. Over the years I have grown to love you, even though I did not know you. Now, now that we have met, that feeling grows even stronger.”<br><br>She slid an arm around her lover and asked quietly, “What was the question you were going to ask?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 20:27:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses climbed out of bed, stretching and yawning as he stood up.&nbsp; He looked around to see the other two present and crooked a finger at Anaressa.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 20:36:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whispering softly in her lioness's ear, "the Prince awakens, let me go see what he wants." her voice was calm, devoid of any feelings but love for the two of them. She stood and strode over to Ramses, still nude as she had not dressed for the day. When she reached him, she kissed him deeply, "what do you need my Prince?" she whispered, a glint in her eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 20:37:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses leaned forward and kissed Anaressa lightly on the lips.&nbsp; "Breakfast."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 20:59:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba's ear's perked now wnting to hear everything the to said. Especially after Anaressa confessed what she did. Her eyes were wide nd she had never heard something more amazing in the world. <br><br>She heard Ramses and rushed out. Before she allways went slow enough that she might be stopped. This time, in the daylight, that wasn't the same. She was quickly out of the room. It as not thought that Ramses would be awake yet. <br><br>She came back quickly as she was to. She had encluded a flower herself, grabbing something quickly She placed it delicatly on the plate next to his meal and hurried back in. There was freash fruits and pleanty of them, bread, juice, water, yougart, and everything esle the Prince could want in the morning. She walked back in and to the bed and waited for acknowledgement from the Prince.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 21:51:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As you can see, my Prince, Lisimba has breakfast in order," she whispered. She waited until he had seated himself and then sat at his feet, bidding the lioness to follow her lead. "What shall I serve you first?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 21:56:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and moved forward. She sat at the Prince's feet waiting as Anaressa had indicated. Her head held down she held the tray Anaressa to serve him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 21:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was thinking a side of you." &nbsp;He sticks out his tongue at her then gestures for Lisimba to go ahead and serve him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 22:02:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Did you not get enough last night, my Prince?" she whispered playfully, eating several of the grapes off the plate, offering some to Lisimba. She whispered softly to the young maiden, "No biting, my pet that comes later."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 22:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do I ever?"&nbsp; Ramses replied calmly, reaching out to ruffle Anaressa's hair before starting to eat his breakfast.&nbsp; &nbsp;He pauses long enough to point to the spot just below Anaressa and to her left for Lisimba to sit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 02:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodes and moves to the spot she was requested to be. She still held the tray shaking away the grapes. She kept from asking about what Anaressa ment by the reliazation that stained her cheeks. "Yes Mistress." Seh said. She sat on her heels beside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 04:16:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cuddled closely with her Prince, allowing their lioness to feed him when he chose, but for the most part just being there, silent. She turned to the woman beside her, could see she had questions, such a curious one. “You need to eat, my pet.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 04:38:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba blushed. "I will, Mistress. I allways do after morning chores. I am use to that routine. I have never starved myself." Ofcourse there was the unspoken thought that she might have been starved before earlier in her enslavement. "I am...ummm..." She bit her lip. "Well, enjoying this morning. It does not feel like a duty though it is spossed to be one of them for this morning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 04:47:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses tickled Anaressa's butt with his foot.&nbsp; "Hello, I'm still here."&nbsp; He protested calmly, returning his attention to his breakfast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 04:56:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Of course you are my Prince, I would not forget that,” she gives him a slow, seductive wink, sliding her hand along his inner thigh. “What do you have planned for the day, what affairs of the state require your attentions?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 04:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"More meetings."&nbsp; He faked a yawn, placing his hand over hers.&nbsp; "What else is new?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 05:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you ever do anything new, Master, your Highness?" She had never gotten to the point of addressing him formally so when she did so now it surpised her thugh she didn't show it. Seh returned her attention to his breakfast while she wanted for an answer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 05:15:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses looked at Lisimba curiously for a moment, not really sure of her question for a moment.&nbsp; "Unfortunately, no.&nbsp; It's the life of being in royalty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 05:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“He does do other things, Lisimba, meetings are just a large part of being royalty, meeting with advisors, making decisions, visiting the construction of where you are to enter the Afterlife, spending time with your Queen or other consorts.” Ressa ate more from the tray, eating some breads and cheese and a couple more grapes. She sipped at her water while she watched her Prince, smiling at him from time to time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 05:26:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shoed her confusion on her face. "That does not sound good, Master. Have you ever tackled a different field from what you allredy take care of your Highness?" Lisimba couldn't help but ask. But her voice was ebbing away. With becomming more curious she also became more consious of the fact she might get into an area where she would be desrespectful. With a prince she would never want to do that. "Mistress has told me you deal much with miltary and protection, Master. I know everything is important, your Highness, Master, But, do you also deal with...umm...umm...ummm...hmmmm...ummm...Ariculture? Did you ever have a meeting outside at the site without any prior warning?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 05:28:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses looked at Anaressa, thinking that the new girl was getting really bold given her position.&nbsp; He simply nodded for her to go ahead and answer, passing his hand maiden a slice of cheese before resuming eating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 05:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking the piece of cheese, Ressa looked at the lioness, she had allowed the questions because the woman had a keen mind, one she knew they could use when they ruled their kingdom, yes she already considered herself equal to the Prince, a fact he was well aware of and chose to ignore for the most part. "Pharaoh or in this his son, has to deal with all matters of the state for he is the ruler of the land, there have been times that they are required to visit different regions of their Empire, but never without warning. It is Pharaoh who dictates where he will go, no one else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 06:11:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She realized she was basicly ment to shut up and sighed nodding. "That makes sense. It might mess with others if the unexpected comes." She knew about that. She brought forward, leaning slightly some mofre of the bread for Ramses. She started getting ready to say something in her mind b ut she stopped herself turning away from furhter questioning. "Then it is very important to make your nights very special, Master." She veered off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 07:17:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses nodded at Lisimba's statement, rubbing between Anaressa's legs with the toes of one foot.&nbsp; He finished breakfast quickly, having a full day, pushing the remains aside and rising to his feet with a certain care.&nbsp; "I need to dress and go."&nbsp; He informed the two, waiting patiently to be attended.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 16:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patience was something her Prince had very little of, if he was “being patient” it would only be for a minute or two if she were lucky. Ressa stood immediately and before clothing him, she placed a towel around him, taking a straight razor and the soothing oils that the lioness had brought, she shaved his head. She was careful, loving, her skill with he knife keen. Next she took the clothes that Lisimba had laid out for him, she dressed him efficiently a task she had done on many occasions, more than once per day. Once he was clothed, she helped him into the jeweled armbands and necklaces along with other adornments that were required for a man of his station.<br><br>“As always, my love you look spectacular,” she whispered in his ear, as she turned to face him, kissing him passionately before he was to leave for the day. She too had work to do, among other things she wanted to see her son.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 18:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lioness was quick at work. she placed the tray down on a tble and qucickly went to get everything Ressa would require. She brought all of the woman's tools, the Master's clothing and rushed away while she dressed his jewlery, giving the tray back to the kitchen and comming with water for the prince. till he left she just waited silently by the door in half a bow, silent looking away. She was looking to the bed feeling every inch of her body whimpering in want of what she had seen before. She was going to be exhusted by the end of this day. She was to be working outside almost all day. She was looking forward to her late afternoon chores which would be by the fountains. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 20:37:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's the company I keep."&nbsp; Ramses leaned over to kiss Anaressa after he'd been prepared for the day.&nbsp; He rose to his feet, nodding in approval to Lisimba before leaving his chambers for the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 21:10:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba went forward fetching everything to clean&nbsp; up. Some things she straightened but it would be another's duty. She did so quickly and then went to fetch Anaressa her things. "Would you like to bathe?" She asked planning on taking this duty before someone else could. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 21:52:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as the Prince was gone, the Nubian slaved turned on her lioness but she had gone to complete the morning chores. When she returned Ressa whispered softly, “you can forget your chores for the day, my pet, you will be spending the day with me.” She stared deeply into Lisimba’s eyes, stepping closer to her so their bodies were almost touching. “A bath would be exquisite.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 21:55:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her jaw dropped. She bit her bottom lip. "yes Mistress." She said her body heating as she felt her eyes pull down caressing Ressa's body. The woman wa so devistatingly beautiful. "I mean, yes,..." Her mouth opened to say Ressa's name but she still wasn't ready to say that. So instead she just nodded. She bowed softly and led the way to the bath's. She made sure everything was set and brought out for Anaressa. "Would you like me to massage the oil into your skin after your bath, Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 22:09:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, knowing her presence alone could make the Grecian woman blush, to have her stand naked, her dark skin glistening in the morning light must be a temptation hard to resist. Following the pale woman to the baths, Ressa amused herself by watching the sway of Lisimba’s hips; she was beautiful in her own right. They stepped into the baths and immediately the lioness bowed, frustrating the dark slave, she lifted her from the bow, “you do not need to bow in front of me when we are alone.”<br><br>She undressed Lisimba with her eyes, smiling unabashedly as she did so, “remove your clothing, you may leave the pendant on if you wish. After doing so, I want you to do to me what you have desired, and then we shall bathe, together.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 22:19:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba felt how she did many hyears before the verbal pain that came from such kinds of warnings though usually for the opposite reason. 'I am sorry, Mistress. I am unsure of how to curtail it. For so long I'v ebeen trying hard to remember to do it." That was what she would have said if Anaressa's next words didn't stop her before she even started. Her mouth got dry. She knew what she wanted to do and it didn't need for ehr lcothing to be removed. She wanted to worship the amazing dark goddesses. <br><br>She complied and didn't take the necklass off. It was a very treasured gift. Seh did not want to chance losing it. It would be hard to do so with it around her neck. So with the lioness head hanging betwen her breasts she went to Anaressa. She took the darkwoman by the head and pulled her lips down to Lisimba's. The lighter woman kissed the other with all the passion she possed. She refused to stop. Her tounge sliced along Anaressa's lips, and she lost her breath in wonder. When she finally eased away slowly, she could feel her heart beat drumming through her entire body. "The Prince awoke before I could do that and I have wnated to do it since."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-02-2007, 22:51:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wrapping her arms around the pale woman when she approached, Ressa returned the kiss just as hotly, opening her mouth to allow her lioness entrance, her tongue playing along the top of the invader. Her dark eyes sparkled, as she stepped back into the water, allowing it to lap at her calves so that she would be the same height as the Grecian. She moaned, whispering softly, “you are allowed to do that whenever you wish,” the words in private not necessary. <br><br>She slid her hands along the lighter woman, marveling at the contrast in color between her dark skin and the white, almost alabaster skin of the lioness. “You are a beauty to behold, I am fortunate to have found you again and to have had the power to make you mine.” She meant the words as a compliment, she knew what it was like to loose her freedom, to have her liberties stolen from her, the consequences of her own actions.<br><br>“Is there anything else you wish to do?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 01:26:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought so, but it was such things that now sturred with her body heating, "Yes, there is a couple, but I'm not sure how to do them in water." She said looking around them unsure. She turned back to Anaressa and put her hands lightly on her hips. "I do not belive I could make you mine, as the Prince has, but I would like to cement our relationship more...you have introduced me to new things...I would like to practice more. Like what we did last night when you wre on the bed....welll...bound. Could I taste you below again?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 03:09:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Little did the lioness know that indeed the Nubian considered herself to be ‘owned’ by the lioness, at least a part of her heart went to her. “There is a pile of pillows around the back of the baths that we could use, they are more private and cannot be seen from the entrance.” Ressa guided the pale woman to the pillows, she smiled, kissed her and then she lay upon those pillows, spreading her legs to allow Lisimba access. “Of course you may.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 05:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lioness purred happily. She rubbed Ressa's thighs. Leaning forward she gentally tickled the woman's petals with her tounge. But in independent begginner fashion she then focused on her clit suckling on Anaressa's clit delicatly while her hands still lightly massaged Ressa's thighs. Her tounge reached out to gentally flicker agaist her clit also. She knew that allready as a center of action and she took that knowledge and ran with it the best way she knew how. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 17:39:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Press her finger in side my sex, my pet,” she whispered between moans as she moved with the lioness, her tongue bring her close already. “also…” her breathing became erratic, “if you want it…” she closed her eyes trying to fight off the orgasm, “…to last, slow down.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 17:44:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced up with her eyes but otherwise did not move. She saw what she was doing then and slide back. She licked from the bottom of her slit to the top and then did as she was told gentally pressing her first finger inside Ressa's slite. She went slow and gentle and her licking and slicked her enough her finger went in easily. She continued gentally flickering her tounge over Ressa's woman hood. "This is correct?" she questioned lightly removing her finger without noticing, but she did when her finger went right back inside beggining a fucking. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 17:48:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh yes…oh gods…yes.” Ressa pressed her hips to the finger, fucking it as she would a cock; the lioness was a quick study, and that tongue. She grasped at her hair, holding her head down to her sex, her climax building to its eventual eruption.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 17:54:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba was shoucked by what was happening. She continued to respond though pressing her finger further in and returning to her suckling on Ressas clit. She had tried to slow down, but Ressa's body was contridcuting it so Lisimba speed back up. She suckled hard on her Mistresses' clit pulling the dark woman's bud with her lips&nbsp; as her finger began to fuck Anaressa back surpisingly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 18:14:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands clasped onto her hair, pulling it taught as she screamed in ecstasy, her juices flowing over the young woman’s fingers. “oh…gods…Lisimba” Her breathing is ragged, her body bowed, with her hips in the air, as if seeking the touch of the lioness’s tongue, her feet and head the only contact she has with the pillows. Moments passed and she collapsed against the pillows, pulling her lover into a deep embrace, holding her kissing her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 18:18:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lismba was shocked by this&nbsp; but responded. She lapped eagerly at the juices running on her tounge enjoying the intense taste of them. She had to follow where Anaressa was taking her pressing her whole body up into the woman. She continued suckling on her trying to keep her though orgasm happy. She was very suocked and surpised by this orgasm because the last one Anaressa had been helpless, this time she wasn't and pulled Lisimba how she wanted. <br><br>When she came down and brought Lisimba up to her she marveled at the Nubian's strengtha nd also loved it. She gentally needed her Mistresses's breasts in pleasure while they kissed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 18:40:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“That was amazing, my pet,” the Nubian slave cooed softly into her ear, when she broke the kiss ever so briefly. She nuzzled against her, her own hands, sliding down the lioness’s hips and cupping her firm, yet soft butt cheeks, squeezing them gently. She stared into the pale woman’s eyes, “I have a serious question for you, Lisimba, if and when I am Queen, would you be my hand maiden?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 18:53:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't know. She wasn't sure what that all entailed. This was the first time she was even actually the servent to a woman. She wasn't sure she would be a good one. "I will try my best. As I've been trying, which actually surpises me. But...you are the first woman I have actually served both intimatly and formally. I do not know if you should wnat me for such a job. I am afraid I will fail you. I've only ever been two things, the daughter of a salior merchant and a slave." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 18:58:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“You would serve me the same way you do now, both intimately and as you have done with the Prince, you would also continue serving him, but mostly it would serve to protect you. You would be considered a servant and not a slave, paid for your duties, you would have the honor of being present at most functions and there would be a lot of them.” She nuzzled closer with the lioness, “but most of all it would allow me to remain close to you.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 19:13:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lioness swallowed hard. This was close to freedom in a way. It was a scary thought. And with Anaressa snguggling the way she was, Lisimba found it hard to think correctly and with her own wants in mind even a tiny bit. "I havent' been trying that hard to hide from you have I?" She asked concerned that Anaressa didn't think that Lisimba enjoyed being with her as much as she did. She swallowed hard again her body begging to ache as she discovered she had pleasureable spots of her own that Anaressa nudgged agaist. "I could not deny you, and not because of my station. I am whatever you wish of me Mistress, and however you wish of me." She knew Anaressa hated the title of Mistress but it seemed best to show how serious she also was when she made that promise. In the mix of her seriousness thought was a slow burning lust. "You are very hard to keep calm around, have I todl you that before?" She said as gentally ran her hands over Ressa's shoulders. "The Prince, I think...I think, I am sure that he would give you the world should you ask. I do not think you have anything to every worry about, with him...so...with you and him." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 19:35:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“You have not been hiding your feelings from me, I lust for you too, your body, your mind, all of you, I also love you, as you probably already knew.” Ressa did not comment on the use of Mistress realizing that the lioness was using it as a term of endearment, to emphasize her point. “The Prince and I love each other, and it is only because of my past associations that he cannot make me his Queen until his father has passed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 19:48:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and kissed the woman's forhead gentally. "I don't want to screw up your relationship with him. I know you willn't let me. I'm glade for that. The prince....well he seems more compasionate then I truely do think he is. There is something ot him that is very confusing," She said compleate innocense and truth in it as far as Lisimba could see. <br><br>"I enjoy pleasing you, if I didn't advance at all but stayed under you as we are now, I an not say that I would be unhappy with that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 21:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“What do you find confusing about him? And don’t you worry, you will not come between us, well unless we are talking of a sexual nature,” she grinned wickedly. She slid her hands around her lover’s ample hips, finding her soft petals and pressing her finger between them. “I enjoy pleasing you as well.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>16-02-2007, 00:20:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was about to tell how Ramses was unreadabloe and so often untouchable when Ressa hinted to better sexual events they could at the moment. She ended what she was going to say on a groan. "That works also," She said unintelligally. "I'm still not use to the reverse...it feels so good though it's hard to stay away from."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>16-02-2007, 00:23:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And about our Prince, what are your worries?" she whispered, unwilling to continue pleasuring the young woman until she had her answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>16-02-2007, 01:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He is untouchable it seems, and I never know how to read him to know if he is pleased or angrey. He is unlike the others." She groaned her hips roating wantonly. "I only know when I have gone too far, not when I am approaching it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>16-02-2007, 05:07:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Reading him comes with time, my pet, his life is stressful and he needs his time with me and you to unwind,” she whispered, kissing the pale woman passionately. She trailed kisses down her body, planting them on each of her nipples, sucking them into her mouth and rolling them with her tongue. She continued down the lioness’s flat stomach until she reached her soft petals, she kissed them before sliding her tongue between the lips, tasting her juices.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 02:25:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: I leave you two alone for a day and you can't keep your hands off of each other?&nbsp; &nbsp;:P<br><br>Ramses was confronted almost immediately by the magi, who escorted him to the room that his father usually used to conduct meetings.&nbsp; He found most of his father's advisors and consulars (as well as several members of the high priesthood) waiting.&nbsp; "Your father is ill, dying, my Prince."&nbsp; He was told plainly.<br><br>He walked across the room, looking at the contents to cover his emotion.&nbsp; It was several moments before he could speak.&nbsp; "Summon Anaressa to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 02:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She purred gentally. She wasn't ready for the touch of Ressa's tounge. Seeing Her dark head down there. Irt all made her jump higher then ever. "Ahh!" She gasped. "Must help brince unwind." She repeated slow in a husky voice she shivered and purred again. Her legs tightened and tried hard not to wrap around Anaressa's head. She was tens and compleatly tense. "AHHHH! AHHH! Tooo good!"<br><br>OOC: HE'S INTRUMPTING US! lol
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 06:55:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa continued tasting the wonders that her lioness had to offer, her tongue swirling around her clit and entering her sex slowly. She was about to press her tongue deeper, when a page cleared his throat from the entrance. She sucked on the clit one more time and rose to see what the interruption could be. <br><br>The page bowed deeply to her, “the Prince needs you by his side, my Mistress,” he whispered meekly. She knew that he would not interrupt her for any other reason then something had gone seriously wrong, “I will be right there, give me a moment to dress.” She turned to Lisimba, “would you help me dress, my pet?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 07:28:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba was a little shaken but somehow managed a nod and the energy to get up. She rose and went for her Mistresses clothing. She brought it back and offered her help. She loved the way Anaressa looked in anything but especially this. <br>She let Anaressa straighten herself and hurridly fluffed her Mistresses hair slightly just so that Lisimba could lay a kiss on her cheek. "I hope everything is ok, Mistress." She said and then Lisimba dressed twice as quickly and hurried away herself.<br><br>Till she would be called again she went to work on some of those chores relcutnet to push them off onto somebody who might allready have a full day. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 20:03:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the lioness dressed her, Ressa applied sandalwood oil to her arms, creating sheen that she was known for; in addition she adorned herself with armbands, bracelets and necklaces. If she had had more time she would have put her hair into tight beaded braids. "I am sure everything is all right, my pet."<br><br>She kissed Lisimba and then followed the page to the Prince.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>17-02-2007, 22:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses was still pouring over documents when Anaressa arrived, too absorbed to notice immediately.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 05:34:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There were too many advisors for her to act familiar with her lover, so as she entered the office she kneeled, head down to the floor and waited for the Pharaoh’s son to recognize her presence. She had once stayed on a knee for two hours, her Prince so engrossed in what he was doing he ha forgotten he had called upon her. He had ‘suffered’ that night in the bedroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 22:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was the entrance of the royal physician that pulled Ramses' attention away from what he'd been doing.&nbsp; He realized that Anaressa had arrived some time ago and gave her an apologetic look.&nbsp; His eyes fell on the physician as he spoke.&nbsp; "Your father has gone to the afterlife, my Pharaoh."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 23:10:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The news shocked her, but again she did not move from her knee, hoping that her expression could not be seen by those surrounding them. She knew her Prince would have to deal with the funeral, a very elaborate process.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 23:34:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses took a deep breath to steady himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;It took a moment or so to compose himself before he spoke again.&nbsp; He quietly gave instruction as for the preparation of the funeral, gesturing for Anaressa to join him almost immediately.&nbsp; "Select a dozen maidens to join my father in the afterlife."&nbsp; He stated in a deceptively calm voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 23:42:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The news also came quikcly to everyone around them. The whole palace knew immediatly. Lisimba found out and was compleatly undescribably shocked. She didn't have a clue how to describe what was happening. She felt her life bolt forward. She was not allowed to leave her duties, infact more were added to her day. <br><br>She would not be relieved till Anaressa or the Prince might need her, or it was time for sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 23:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood by his side, arms wrapped around the Prince, touching him so that he would be strong in his time of need. Whispering into his ear quietly, she informed him that the dozen maidens would need to be to be virgins, knowing that this would protect the lioness. She was sorry for his loss that he had to loose his father was rough, but she was ecstatic the inefficient Pharaoh, a man that was driving her beloved country to the ground was dead and the Prince would finally rise to take is rightful place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses busied himself with affairs of state, so absorbed that he barely noticed Anaressa.&nbsp; When the preparations where finally completed, it was late and the sun had already set.&nbsp; "Help me to bed."&nbsp; He said quietly to her when they were alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:32:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Of course my Prince,” she whispered softly as they walked slowly back to their chambers. Once they arrived, she asked that the lioness join them in his chambers, she was to be naked except for the pendant. Once they reached his chambers, she set about stripping the next Pharaoh, “Would you like to bath before sleeping, my love?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:48:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses stiffled a yawn.&nbsp; "Yes, and dinner also."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:55:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stepped away from the prince for a mere moment and informed the nearest maiden that she was to have dinner in the Prince’s chambers by the time they had returned from the baths. She bowed deeply to the hand maiden and was off to complete her task. She stripped, removing all of her jewelry and then slid her arm in Ramses’ and strode to their private baths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 01:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba boweld deeply entering silently. She was as she had wished. The only thing she had stopped to do was jump quickly in and out of a bath so that the days work outside could be clensed off of her. Her hair was still slightly damp when she entered the chamber. The pendent hang between her breasts. <br><br><br>She stayed kneeled and bowed on the ground shortly past the door waiting to be acknoledged and needed. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 01:51:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just before they entered the bathing chambers, Ressa saw the lioness enter the Prince's chambers, "Rise and join us, my pet," she called over her shoulder. She held the Prince close to her and knew that the two of them would be able to comfort him during this time of mourning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 01:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba rose and silently followed behind her head down. She was jsut behind Anaressa. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 01:57:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses sank into the water up to his neck, closing his eyes and letting out a soft sigh of relaxation.&nbsp; He simply waited there until they returned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 02:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She entered the water and washed him quickly, not wanting to insult the Prince by doing any more than bathing him. She used the sandalwood scented soap cake and a soft cotton cloth, sliding it over his muscles. “I am here for you, my Prince,” she whispered in his ear, willing to be whatever he needed, a submissive lover, a dominant one, a mother, a friend, or a Queen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 02:08:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba followed behind and when the Prince was sumerged she went to fetch a few things. A low table she quickly covered with soft pillows, lightly scented sandlewood oil, fruits, drinks. She brought blankets warmed just above hot coals so when Ramses left his bath he could be warm in his towels. And thinking of her own mother and how she had comforted her the few times, and then Lisimba's father after her, she went to fetch the prince a sweet slightly warm milk bringing it to his side by the pool. <br><br>She had without much thought set up her own kind of way to help cure Ramses of his stress and sadness by setting up everything for a massage after his bath. She had sweet fruits hoping to bring momentary joy to him. <br><br>Comming into the water she started her massage working on massagin the Prince's feet for him in the water while Anaressa bathed him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>21-02-2007, 23:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses sighed tiredly, feeling the sudden weight on his shoulders with uncomfortably uncertainly.&nbsp; He watched the two women without a word, feeling too tired to bother with a snappy comment right at the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 00:07:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leading the Prince out of the water, she dried him completely from head to toe before leaving him in her lioness’s capable hands. She walked over to Lisimba and whispered softly to her, “Just a light massage today, my pet, work his muscles but not too harshly, the food will be ready in ten minutes or so.” With that the Nubian slave departed the baths to guarantee dinner would be prepared and ready for Pharaoh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 00:40:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba wated till the Prince was out of the water and Anaressa had left before she moved to her table. "Your Majesty, would you like a massage? Im quiete good. Could I please give you a massage?" She asked opening the towels for him, trying to make everything as relaxing as possible for him. <br><br>She readied herself wanting to give him this hopign it would help. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 01:05:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go ahead."&nbsp; Ramses tried to relax but wasn't having much luck.&nbsp; He was willing to try just about anything right now.&nbsp; About.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>22-02-2007, 01:54:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She worked at his shoulders. She was light as she had een told. She tried to mostly kneed out the stress. She focused on good things herself hoping tht mabye her relaxed eased manner would help improve his. She was womanly in her massage. She worked from his mid back to his shoulders. She put everything she knew into the massage. She molded her palm to his muscles, and put a slow ciruclar motion. Without realizing it she started a slow humm of a song that she had created long ago when seh gave herself her own massages after long days in her early slavedom. It was an uplifting song that then reminded her of the birds back in her home in Greece. <br><br>She used ciruclar motions applying a constant light pressure. She used one hand on either side of his spine. Working up to the base of his scalp and then slowly back down his neck across his shoulders nd "v"-ing down to his mid back. She had some idea of the time, and when she thought to finish with just soft rolling of the flesh with her palm. Smoothing her hands over his flesh as her hummed died down slowly. <br><br>She only hoped he enjoy the massage for as much as she was unsure about him, and his mood was not good, she enjoyed giving him it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>23-02-2007, 00:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprisingly, he was so relaxed that he fell asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>23-02-2007, 01:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the appointed time passed, the Nubian slave returned to the baths and noticed immediately her lover was a sleep. She called upon to large men to carry him to his bed, reminding them that he was Pharaoh; they took him gently to bed. Once there, she dismissed the guards, for she may not be the Queen outside these walls, but inside she reigned. Quietly she turned to the lioness, “undress him, my pet and lie with him in case he wakes, your to be with him if he needs comforting, I have business to attend.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>23-02-2007, 05:39:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Anaressa came in and Ramses was asleep, Lisimba blushed. It was a good thing if Ramses was able to go to sleep. She walked with her head obiedently after Anaressa. Her hands clasped infront of her, she also used Anaressa as a shield. she was naked and though she never even became a thought formed in the Guards heads, she felt embaressed to be dressed so with them around. She stayed silent waiting till they leave. <br><br>She bowed in acknowledgement of her orders. Bowing she waited til Anaressa left and then she went to the Prince. She showered him and removed the towels that he had over him when he left the bath. Then she put the blankets over his body. She tried to make sure it was in a relaxing postion. She layed up near the head, in a partly sitting up postion. She just watched him to make sure he didn't awaken. <br><br>She felt a warm mothery glow sefuse her that she had never felt before. It was unsual for her but looking down at the new Pharaoh she felt honored to be able to take care of him. She started to humm, softer then before, the same song again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>23-02-2007, 20:47:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses must have been really tired because he didn't stir even when he was carried to bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>23-02-2007, 23:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa was more than a Nubian slave and with the death of his father, the fact that she was the new Pharaoh’s hand maiden gave her great clout amongst the guards. No one would question the woman that beds their god every night and she used this to her advantage and to her lover’s. She was a scholar in her own right, bred to be a Queen and she used that knowledge to make arrangements for the dead Pharaoh’s death procession, he would be preserved, purified and eventually mummified a process that would take forty days. In that time, Ramses must solidify his hold on the kingdom, elect new generals and make her Queen.<br><br>By making her Queen, he would settle all questions of his manhood, an heir already in existent in their son; it would unite the people behind him. She had waited for this day, had at one time planned for it to happen by assassinating the old Pharaoh. She made arrangements for a new wardrobe for the Pharaoh, it would not make due for him to parade around in his armor as he enjoyed doing, his privacy, their privacy would be less now as more servants would be required, but there would be moments the three of them could be alone.<br><br>The final arrangements she made were to prepare for the arrival of her son, they would be moving to Pharaoh’s chambers in the palace and there they would put aside a room for her son, he would have the best tutors the world would have to offer, the best military trainer, his father. <br><br>Only after she was done with these arrangements did she return to the chambers, Pharaoh was still fast asleep, the lioness watching over him as directed. She smiled and approached Lisimba, kissing her softly on the back of her neck, “good evening, my pet.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>23-02-2007, 23:08:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses chooses that moment to emit a loud snore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 19:26:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba foudn herself giggling at the sound Ramses made. "Good evening, would you like me to leave?" She asked in a whisper, but she didn't rise. She gentle readjusted Ramses blankets around him. She shivered the kiss on her neck still thrilling her. It had greatly surpised her and now she was watching Ramses carefully. "Is everything ok, Mistresses?"&nbsp; Lisimba asked concerned for Anaressa also she realized. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 21:18:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Crawling into bed with the lioness between Pharaoh and her, Ressa whispered "No, I want you to stay, my pet." She wrapped an arm around her pale lithe body and nuzzled closely, "I am okay, today's events are both taxing and exhilarating, I will have my freedom and you will become more powerful as well, to be the Queen’s most trusted maiden.” She kissed the woman softly on her shoulder, “I have one secret I have not told you about, you will see him in the next couple of days, Pharaoh and I have a son.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 21:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba craddled Anaressa instictively. She kissed the top of her head. "Then it only be fair I tell you a scret also. " Lisimba said with a soft sigh. "I've never liked my old name. I love being my lioness." Lisimba smiled. Tilting Anaressa's face up she kissed her gentally on the lips. "I'm sorry but I'm not sure how to take all of this. But it seem so verys spirtual and seral. This moment when you have told me this, I will cherish, for not only do a know you as a gorgous sensual woman, but a sweet mother also. I will be honored to see the son of a God on earth, and the most gorgous woman on earth. And to know who he is. I think I am the luckiest woman." She kissed her gentally once more. "You should probably sleep also, Mistress. You look just as tired as his Majesty." Lisimba brushed gentally Anaressa's hair. Inside she was trembling her fingers shaking, and her body trembling slightly. This was amzing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 21:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I wish I could sleep, my pet, but there is so much to do for the kingdom, for Pharaoh and all the thoughts are racing in my mind, every time I think I have done everything that needs to be done immediately, ten more issues come up.” She cuddles closer to her lover, kissing her gently on her lips, “besides there are other things I would rather be doing, my pet.” She brushed her fingers along the pale skin, kissing her again on her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 22:10:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a long groan. "You are some kind of sudcutress," She groaned. Her whole body shivered. "Are you telling me you want me to distract you and get your mind off of everything for a bit?" Lisimba asked grinning as she glanced at Ramses. She didn't want him to awake. "Your lips are mesmerizing." She found her hands now caressing Anaressa's breasts gentally cupping them. .She was becoming so confident and she liked it. She realized about herself. And around Anaressa it was so easy to feel this confident. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 23:20:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“You are already a distraction from the tedium of my position, my pet, all I need is to place eyes upon you and I know my day will be exciting,” Ressa whispered along the lioness’s skin, trailing kisses on her bare shoulder. She moaned softly at the touch on her breast, not caring if they wake Pharaoh as he would join the two of them if he so choose and was used to his maiden enjoying herself as he slept by her side.&nbsp; “Yes, lets take my mind off the worries of my day, shall we?” she whispered seductively, taking a nipple into her mouth and suckling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>25-02-2007, 01:56:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses comes to the state of half awake and mumbles something about too noisy in here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>25-02-2007, 16:48:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba blushes and freezes visably. Her nipples were pert in Anaressa's mouth. She wanted them to continue to get thier attention. But she couldn't do this while someone slept next to them. "Lets get down off the bed, or something, I do not want to wake him. He's gone through alot today. Imagine what tommarow will be like." Lisimba said but her body said differently a soft pool warming down in her center. She was so use to this feeling of want that she would be feeling long after they had stopped and pinicaling while they were moving. <br><br>Lisimba pulled away from Anaressa's mouth and slide down to kiss her deeply. "Can you keep quiet? From what I have seen I am not too sure," Lisimba whispered agaist Anaressa's lips with a smirk. Her hands smoothed and massaged thier way straight down Anaressa's body. Towards her womanhood where the gentally explored. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>25-02-2007, 22:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ressa moaned against her lioness's skin, she could not keep quiet this she knew, she lifted her pet's chin, "Lisimba, if you do not want to wake Pharaoh than we should not continue this course of action." Her eyes stared at the pale woman with lust, but the Grecian was correct, Ramses had had a trying day and they should let him rest, for the responsibilities of the following day would not improve his mood. "Let us sleep; there will be time enough to satisfy our wants."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 01:34:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lioness whimpered softly. She nodded though. She kissed REssa one last time and then she sat up. She got up and moed over to the otherside of Ramses. It wouldn't do to be on the same side as Ressa, she would be burning hot and distracted never able to sleep. She gentally layed down but she gazed at Ramses and Ressa in turn in love with them both she found. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 03:03:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Placing an arm over her Pharaoh, Ressa spooned him, kissing him softly on the nape of his neck, before giving the lioness one last glance. She wanted to play with her new maiden, but this was neither the time or place, sighing heavily she lay her head on the pillow and fell fast asleep, soon she would be Queen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 04:24:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba went to sleep also. She slept well all through the night and come morning she awoke quickly and went out to fetch both of thier things. Bringing them back she had sweet fruit juices for both, fruits, and She decided to treat the new Pharoh by massaging his feet. She kneeled at the end of the bed, dressed again, her blue linen dress and the pendent hanging lose, she was at the foot of the bed massaging his feet. Her golden hair flowed over her shouldres making her look very adorable in the rising morning light. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:15:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses awoke shortly after his foot massage began, wiggling his toes in approval and gracing her with a smile.&nbsp; He didn't move any further, as Anaressa was still snuggled up against him.&nbsp; He simply watched and waited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had felt him stirring and could sense that their lioness had awoken for the day, probably hours before to prepare their clothing and to order their meal. She made a mental note to take the woman shopping in the markets, she would need to have guards with her now that her lover was Pharaoh and the more she thought about it, the more she realized she should have the merchants come to the Palace. Smiling she opened her eyes, her dark arm draped over Ramses, her body pressed to his, she kissed softly on his cheek, “good morning, Pharaoh,” she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:23:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses smiled at Anaressa, pulling her naked body on top of his and returning her kiss hungrily.&nbsp; "And good morning to you, my queen."&nbsp; He paused to crook a finger suggestively at Lisimba before returning his attention to Anaressa.&nbsp; "I need a good fucking before breakfast."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was not surprised when he pulled her on top of him as he had done so more times than not, she grinned and returned his kiss with equal passion. Without breaking the kiss, she lifted herself, guiding him as she sheathed his sword deep within her, her inner muscles playing along his turgid manhood. She rolled her hips, pulling him deeper inside as she pressed her lips to his, her hands against the headboard for leverage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 00:36:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait your turn."&nbsp; Ramses chided Anaressa gently as she slid him into her.&nbsp; "I want my maiden first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 01:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled playfully at her lover, rolling her hips several more times before sliding off of him. She kissed him passionately one more time and whispered, “I have things to do this morning, my love, I will let you have your maiden, alone.” With that she climbed out of bed and dressed in the clothes Lisimba had provided her, she leaned over and kissed the lioness, softly whispering “enjoy your time, my pet.”<br><br>With that the Nubian Queen was gone from the bed chambers, once again entering her Pharaoh’s home office, already there was much work to be done, several advisors were present wanting to speak of this or that. She smiled at each of them and asked for her scribe, she spoke softly to him, asking him to retrieve a clothing merchant and to bring them to the Palace by midday. With that the scribe vanished and she admitted the first of many advisors, rubbing her temples. These days would be long and tedious for her and her Pharaoh and though she was not Queen in name, many already attempted to garner her favor, for there was little doubt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 02:04:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses growled softly in annoyance as Anaressa climbed out of bed.&nbsp; He hadn't had her leaving in mind but apparently that was what was going to happen.&nbsp; "Your presence is required for lunch."&nbsp; He called to her before she could get out of the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;He then turned his attention to Lisimba, smiling at her expectantly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 05:16:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba left his feet and modestly crawled back up to the top of the bed when his gueture beckoned her. She was ready to serve them when she heard his words. Even she looked up surpised. She blushed, pleased and very happy with this development. She was most deffiently pleased then. <br><br>She removed her gown placing it on a stool away from his bed and came back. She formed simillarly to Anaressa. She lowered herself on his rod and turned to kiss his chest and heart delicatly. She burned on the feeling of him streatching her. She was still unsure how she was able to hold all of him but it felt good and wonderful to be able to. She shealthed him compleatly, only feeling a moment's discomfort with still adjusting to being streatched there. <br><br>She didn't kiss him but her lips tingled and she knew she wanted to. She felt very humbled and powerful at the exact same time to be wanted and pleasing the most&nbsp; powerful man in the known world. A God on earth. <br><br>He wanted fucking and she started to rise and lower herself to give him that while she took both his hands and kissed each finger and then each palm with her innocent forming want.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 05:18:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses gave Lisimba a few moments to ride him, his hands caressing her firm breasts.&nbsp; "Suck me."&nbsp; He ordered simply.&nbsp; "Suck me until I cum then swallow it."&nbsp; He smiled at her, his eyes bright.&nbsp; "Then get on your knees and let me fuck you from behind."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 05:36:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't exactly then what she should have done. But she removed nodding. She rose up and did as she was told. Not only could she lightly taste both herself and her Mistresses, she could taste him. <em>Swallow it...</em> made her swallow hard. She wasn't 100% sure that would work out well when it came time. Till then...<br><br>She got back down at his knees and began sucking him while he layed down. Her hands were confident enough after playing with Anaressa to lightly touch him. She touched his thighs, not yet strong or brave enough to touch his manhood or balls with anything other then her lips. She suckled on the head of his cock. Rolling her tounge around she took time to savor him for she had no real clue how to judge when a man would orgasm. <br><br>She worked quikcly to be a the point of sucking his entire lenght but it was rather hard for her. For a rather unexperienced mouth it wasn't easy to ride her mouth up and down sucking in her cheeks while he pressed more and more into the back of her neck. <br><br>He was smilling and that was the easiest thing to be able to tell that she was pleasing him. The more seh could get smiles the more confident she would get. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 05:42:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses rested his head back on the pillows, thoroughly enjoying every second of it.&nbsp; "That's it."&nbsp; He encouraged her.&nbsp; "Use your hands too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>28-02-2007, 05:32:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was still relcenttent but she agreed with the words. She massaged his thighs a tad more moccing a little closer. She found she very much liked giving oral. She knew she really liked to orally please Anaressa but she hadn't thought of it till now concerning her Pharoh. Purring gentally around him she worked her way. She became more established. She started to fuck with her sucking moving her hands to hold his length. She lifted her mouth all the way up off his manhood and then back down in a slowly quickening succession. <br><br>She wiggled further up towards him brining her head over hiim more so so she felt him more then before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>28-02-2007, 21:45:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's good, just like that."&nbsp; Ramses closed his eyes, simply enjoying.&nbsp; He let her continue for a minute or so before he orgasmed rapidly, making a happy little sound as he released.&nbsp; "So much better."&nbsp; He smiled at her in approval.&nbsp; "Lick me clean then you can go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>01-03-2007, 05:21:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba now performed perfectly. She had pretty much been taking lessons from Anaressa snd she gave a small smile happy with the commands. It did change but she could deal with that. Smilling she did as she was told. She licked him clean gentally humming a simillar but happier song then the night before. She drank him dowin. Finishing drinking him down she started licking him. Her mouth was still salty and it was sticky but she was much better then she thought at drinking him through. She cleaned him sparkly clean if the expression could be&nbsp; used. Every part of him was clean and she kissed him gentally on the head of his manhood then she bowed out of the bed. "Would you like me to send servents for anything, Master?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 03:15:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, I need to get ready."&nbsp; Ramses rose to his feet.&nbsp; "I have much to do today."&nbsp; He waited quietly to be attended so he could get on with the day's activities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 07:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She went to the door a slight stain comming to her cheeks for she was naked and two servents came in to help her dresss Ramses. One brought him bath utensils and shaved him cleaninly and smoothly another washed his feet and hands, Lisimba gave him a cloth for his face. There were new robes for a Pharoh and two more servents came in who had served his father to actually dress him. Lisimba did not have a chance to change then so she remained with a light blush the entire time. <br><br>All the servents kneeled once done away from Ramses waiting for himm to leave before they would themselves. Lisimba herself kneeled down finally gloade to hide most of herself.<br><br>Once Ramses left, Lisimba let the others take care of everything and dressed to go takecare of everything. She had new duties now with her closeness to both currenty. During mid day she was able to stop in. She bowed entering waiting for Anaressa to acknowledge her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 17:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was so much work to do, so many people to meet, and she worked straight for four hours, working on paperwork between meetings. There were many she turned away, others she made arrangements to see Pharaoh, her work would never be done and her mind began to wander towards her two lovers. Finally, she decided she needed a break; she stood, stretched and told her servants that she would be back in the late afternoon.<br><br>She walked the halls of the Palace with several servants and guards in her wake, no longer was she the anonymous hand maiden her Prince took to bed, she had more influence and was to be guarded at all times, even in the walls of the Palace. She approached his bed chambers, by the lack of guards she was aware that Ramses must still have not returned from his morning activities. She stepped into the chambers and relaxed on his couch; it was not long before the lioness reappeared at the door.<br><br>"Afternoon, my pet, please enter," she called out; standing so she could great Lisimba properly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 18:38:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba entered and bowed again. She looked up and gave Anaressa a small smile. "Do you need anything, Mistress? Would you like a massage?" She asked giving a small smile. She moved closer to Anaressa and smilling she kissed the woman gentally. <br><br>Her hands lightly landed on Anaressa's shoulders. "Sit, and I'll massage your shoulders Mistress." She said softly compleate enderment in her voice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 19:36:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anaressa pulled Lisimba into a deeper kiss, “I do not need a massage at the moment, my lioness, but thank you for the offer. What I need is in my arms at the moment. Sit with me.” Ressa sat down on the couch again, aware that Ramses would probably have a conniption fit, but not caring too much, she needed the comfort, had had a long day and it was just the beginning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 20:24:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and obliged. She went into Ressa's arms and cuddled close. She rested her head on the dark woman's breast and wrapped her arms around her wiast rubbing her back. "You look beautiful, just like allways." Lisimba told her kissing her softly. She kept gentally rubbing her back. "Are you ok?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 20:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Yes, my love, I am doing well, there is much work to be done and I have taken it upon myself to help Pharaoh as much as possible, there is no reason he should need to take on the tedium of running an Empire alone.” She wrapped her arms around the lioness, holding her close, rubbing her bare pale arms softly. “A clothes’ merchant shall be here this afternoon, Lisimba, I intend to meet with him and pick out several more outfits for you. The Queen’s closet advisor will need more than the blue linen dress you are now wearing.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 20:43:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed. "What ever makes you happy." Lisimba told her pushing herself up for just a moment to kiss Anaressa's heart. She felt a chil push through her at the responiblity she was goign to be given, but just as Pharouh Rames couldn't not rule by himself, Anaressa could not help him alone. Lisimba would try her hardest, and as a lioness she would fiercly protect Anaressa. "Is there anything else I can help you with today? For now on?" The lioness added with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>02-03-2007, 22:25:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For now, just be here with me, our Pharaoh should be joining us shortly and I am sure the day's work will have made him grumpy and needy." She stroked the woman's cheek, smiling as she brushed a stray hair from her face. "I am sure between the two of him, we can find some way to help him relax," she whispered conspiratorially.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>03-03-2007, 02:59:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses tried to relax as the two maidens helped him dress.&nbsp; He barely acknowledged their bows as he swept from his chambers for a series of long and grueling day of meetings.&nbsp; He had to spend a lot of thought on how to shuffle manpower into the army from other occupations.&nbsp; He decided to deploy most of his active units to the east and west frontiers and train the newest conscripts close to home.<br><br>That done, it was lunchtime.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>05-03-2007, 05:41:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and just cuddled for a few moments her mond thinking slowly. She then got a wicked smile. She took Ressas hand and kissed her palm. "Mistress, he liked when you were tied, do you belive he would enjoy being...set down so by two women till he had expiereinced all the pleasure we could give him?" She had a twnkle in her eye and a vixen smile. Her sexual side was comming out more and more each and every day. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>05-03-2007, 06:53:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, Ressa stroked the lioness’s cheek, before kissing her softly and whispering along her skin, "the Pharaoh does like to be tied up, but I usually have to surprise him with the ropes, he enjoys protesting." She smiled and deepened the kiss, "you are a clever woman, and I have chosen my hand maiden wisely."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 06:28:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba purred. "Do you think he will protest much while I kiss you all over you body?" She asked smilling softly she stroaked Ressa's hair. "Tonight then or&nbsp; sooner, My wonderful sexy Mistress?" She kissed Ressa heavily. She just touched her and and gentally stroaking her hands. "I am enjoying serving you so much."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 06:39:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh I think we should tie up Pharaoh for lunch or at least after we eat, my lioness and no I do not think he will protest too much,” she whispered against her pet’s lips. “Even if he does protest, he has to let his Queen and her pet have fun sometime, doesn’t he?” she smiled and kissed Lisimba along her neck. She rolled on top of the paler woman, pinning her to the couch, kissing her passionately, her hands roaming down to her lover’s breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 06:51:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned and pushed her hips up towards Ressa. Groaning she smiled. She kissed REssa deeply. She tried to through herself into the kisses. Her tounge gentally at first then more and more tried to explore REssa's mouth smilling as she kissed her. She couldn't wait to indded have fun with the Pharoh and his Queen. She hoped they woule have tons and more fun with her. Fun making love and doing all she could to her. Her nubian queen above her made her groan and whimper in pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 17:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Opening her mouth, the Queen submitted to the pleasure of the lioness’s eager tongue, sucking on it when she had the chance, her own tongue brushing across the top of it. Slowly she slid her hands down her pale lover’s back, until they reached her firm buttocks; she squeezed them lightly, raking her nails across them. She looked forward to many pleasurable evenings with this woman alone and with her Pharaoh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 18:49:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help herselyf. She found herself giggling feeling tickled when Ressa suckeled upon her tounge. Lifting up she could feel hands on her ass and purred giggling surpised and loving it. She wrapped her hands in Ressa's hair and then slowly brought them to Ressa's breasts. Pulling back seh gasped for breath in need of it more then seh realized till she did. Groaning she tried to use a little bit of strenght and either push herself down beneath Ressa's body or have Ressa come up above her because she wanted to suckle and pull on her nipples the dark delicious nipples on that dark beauitufl skin. "I love your breasts, Anaressa."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 19:40:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving her lioness one more deep kiss, the Queen rose above her, balancing herself on her hands, her muscles taut as she smiled down at the Grecian. “Your tongue and mouth are amazing, Lisimba, the way your roll my nipple in your mouth always sends shivers down my back.” She had used the woman’s full name, mostly to adjust to using it as she would need to when they were in public.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 20:52:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She purred. The vibration was just as much an expression of her lust. She gentally pulled with her lips and rolled&nbsp; her tounge agaist her. She ran her hands for a moment on Ressa's breasts and then down her back to Ressa's butt and pushing her up towards her. She nibbled gentally and purred again. She brought her hands gentally back to her breasts and gentally push and rub at Ressa's breasts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 23:03:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning, Ressa stared at the woman with pure lust, wanting nothing less than to spend the day, the week with her exploring each other, teaching her, but it was not to be, not at the moment. “Before we go too far, my pet, perhaps we should find out where Pharaoh has run off to, he should have been here by now.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>07-03-2007, 23:15:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned and nodded. "Yes, Ma'am." She said a tad sad. She suckled her nipple one last time and then layed back. She could do much. "Where do you think his Majesty would be?" She asked raising her head sighing. She was having much fun with her dark woman but she couldn't continue for now. "Where can we find him do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2007, 11:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses stomped into his chambers, a scroll in hand and another under one arm.&nbsp; He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going as he had too much to do and not enough time.&nbsp; That wasn't his fault, of course, but that didn't help matters much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>09-03-2007, 17:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving her lioness one last longing kiss, the Nubian Queen stood and walked over to Pharaoh, he had much to do and though she had and would continue to do as much as she could to alleviate the work, he would still feel buried. She slid into his arms, "Afternoon, my Pharaoh," she whispered, kissing him fiercely, "lunch has been prepared and is on the bed chambers' terrace, we can adjourn there when you are ready." She turned and smiled to Lisimba, encouraging her to join them both where they stood and for lunch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>09-03-2007, 22:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smilling softly Lisimba entered from the other side. She stroaked his chest gentally. She didn't say anything but to gentally kiss him. She did worry sometime that she acted too much and immintated Ressa too much. That could get her in trouble if she ended up oversteppping her bounderies. But until she felt as if she was indeed going to far she had to trust that she was doing good. She had to get out of her comfort zone to keep the King of Kings happy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>09-03-2007, 23:51:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses looked up distractedly as he was collared (so to speak) by the two maidens.&nbsp; He let Anaressa lead him in the proper direction, returning his attention back to the scroll tha the was studying.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 00:17:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“The scroll, Pharaoh, what is it, is there something I can help you with?” she asked with concern, it was rare that he could ignore her, but to ignore the two of them, that was unfounded. Grabbing the lioness by the hand, she lead the three of them to the terrace, there on a low table was a feast, one that could easily feed thirty people but was set for just the three of them. Originally the servants had set the table for two, but Ressa had explained to them until further notice, there would be three dining at the Pharaoh’s private table.<br><br>She led him to the cushions, made sure he was comfortable within the soft silks before she turned to the lioness. She caught her just in time as the woman was about to begin serving her Mistress and Master, “sit, Lisimba, next to Pharaoh, I will serve the two of you.” It was unheard of, but they were alone and Anaressa enjoyed the look of shock on the maiden’s face. The Nubian woman would not take no for an answer and would chide Lisimba if it came to that, threatening punishment if she still resisted.<br><br>She filled three glasses with wine, handing one to the Pharaoh and then one to the lioness, and then she toasted, “to a long and happy reign, together, the three of us.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 06:22:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba peeked up also. She was not sure how he could ignore Ressa. Things must be getting to be much for him. <em>What else can I do to help? To help both? I am good with my hands...I wonder how much I can actually do with my postion?</em><br><br>She was lifting the wine to fill Ramses and Ressa's glass when she was stopped. She visably gasped. The fact alone that Anaressa, a very unformal in private woman, as Lisimba had come to know, used her name with the command truely did make it one. Her mouth had formed a wide "O" that was hard to close. "But...but...Mistress..." She did plead but one chiding had her sitting down and looking a tad, no uncomfortable, and embaressed. It had taken all the years up to when Ressa aquired her, to get her to this subservent behavior. To get her to comply to commands and anticipate and act on her anticipations. The second part was still growing showing how she wasn't born into her present postion. She still sometimes was too clever, but that came in other ways. <br><br>Bending down she kneeled next to Ramses, obeying as she was spossed to in this akward situation. Talking the glass she rose it to Ressa's. "To the health and happiness of my Master and Mistress, Your Majesties."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>10-03-2007, 17:41:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses kissed Anaressa by way of apology, rolling up the scroll.&nbsp; "Trying to balance resources."&nbsp; He stated simply, settling down into his seat at the table.&nbsp; He took the offered glass and sipped it before speaking again.&nbsp; "And how goes everything?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 01:00:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She served each of them of plate of food, helping their lioness to the pillows between her two masters, “I did not tell you to sit beneath us, maiden, it is a rare honor to be treated as an equal, do not spoil it by acting subservient.” She sat on the other side of Lisimba, leaning back as she nibbled on some fruit before answering her Pharaoh. “It has been a busy day, my Prince,” despite the fact he was now Pharaoh, he would always be her Prince. “I have sent away many that seek an audience with you, they are not worthy of your presence nor would they bring favor to your reign.”<br><br>She ate silently for a while, refilling their wine and plates when needed and then added, “I have also made arrangements to move to the Pharaoh’s Palace, of course we would not do so until he started his journey to the Afterlife. And finally, my love, I have called those that take care of our son, I wish him to be here to see his father as he ascends to the throne formally.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 03:12:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba opened her mouth, she was going to refute that it wasn't that easy after it had been drilled in for the opposite for so long. She did drop it though. She ate. She looked between the both of them, and despite she was spossed to be an equal, she felt intimidated. <em>It was not fair to cornor a lioness so.</em> <br><br>She listened to Ressa raising a brow. She really was active today. She was unfamillar with some of the customes that came with the burial process not having grown up in Egypt, but it seemed simillar to her own Grecian ones. But she had some inkling alot of stuff would leave from the palace. And alot of the Prince's things would come to the Pharaoh's palace....<em>The Arrangements from here to there are setteled but the moving.</em><br><br><br>"Would there be any arrangements that I could take care of, supervision I could take care of for you to help?" She actually looked to both offering for both. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 14:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: Yes, I know it sucks.<br><br>Ramses opened his mouth to respond to Anaressa when Lisimba chimed in.&nbsp; He hadn't forgotten that she was there but he'd simply pushed her to the corner of his mind as not having to deal with right now.&nbsp; He clamped his mouth shut, giving his hand maiden a long look, then resumed eating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 18:57:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“There are many things, especially in coordinating the move that you will need to take charge of my lioness,” she whispered as she turned to Pharaoh. “What were you going to say my Prince?” She rested a hand on the lioness but her eyes were only for the man she would call husband, she stared directly into his with love and need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 01:43:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped and looked away. <em>That was a failure.&nbsp; There are many things, but nothing I can be sure to know I can actually have any idea how to deal with. And nothing that will put me right there helping them.</em> She refrained. She looked ahead and started to eat herself. She had tried and that was all that matters. She had to stand upon her own. Soon she wouuld figure out how....she hoped. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 02:46:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses simply shook his head in response, declining to say anything further.&nbsp; He instead concentrated on his meal, not wanting to ruin the mood just yet.&nbsp; "Anything else to tell me?"&nbsp; He asked Anaressa softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2007, 19:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stroked her lioness’s leg softly, it was a reflex to show her comfort, what she had done was not wrong, that she wanted to be involved in their lives, help them in anyway she could was a delight. “There is nothing more to report, my love,” she whispered to Pharaoh. “Do you approve of the plans so far? Will you recognize me as your wife and our son as your heir?” she asked these questions here in front of their maiden because she would know the answers soon enough.<br><br>She was part of their lives and would remain as the third in their bedroom, she would be privy to all the goings on between Pharaoh and his Queen, her discretion was paramount.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 00:18:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses gave Anaressa a serious look.&nbsp; "I'm still thinking about it."&nbsp; He then stuck his tongue out at her and returned his attention to lunch.&nbsp; "Incidently, we'll be staying here instead of moving."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 01:31:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stayed calm listening. She didn't say anything just listened. She herself didn't anything to add to the conversation. So she was an observer. Eating she was very careful to not any add any preasure and not look up. These two had intenes love and she would not enter that. Remaining comfortable she wondered why Ramses was allways so quet even with Ressa. Or was it merely because she was there?....<em>The Puzzel Pharoh.</em> Then she heard that they were staying here. She lifted her head curiously. He had a fun side, she saw out of the corner of her eye. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 18:35:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Never in the history of his dynasty’s reign had the Pharaoh not resided in the Pharaoh’s Palace and not to do so was ludicrous, there was fury in the Nubian Queen’s eyes and it was directed at Ramses. He knew she had spent the past two days in preparation for the move, had made all the arrangements, to not do so now was a waste of her time, her very precious time. To any that looked into her deep black eyes, they would see the emerald green ring afire, blazing with a seething disdain.<br><br>So she did not do something she would regret, she carefully placed her plate and wine glass on the table before them, her actions deliberate and rose from the pillows. She walked away, leaving the two of them alone, her back turned to the arrogant prick of a man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 00:18:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ramses shrugged, not really understanding what Anaressa was so upset about.&nbsp; But then again, he didn't understand her half the time anyways.&nbsp; He then ate a few more bites before retrieving his scrolls and returning back to his work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camilla</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 00:33:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lisimba didn't look that would been being caught in the fire. Instead she tried to protect herself from the fire around her. Ramses seemed so indefferent. She sheltered herself waiting till Ramses left and then cleaning up. She took deep breaths wondering how bad what happened has to be. Finally thought she could leave. The servents would take care of all else. She went ahead with her work. She was having a new light slowly on things and she saw how she would be refer to. She set herself in the kitchen as much as possible. <br><br>That night she awaited both of them. She didnt' know how the two would be, and truthfully she was frightened to be in the middle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Egypt: the theater of it's heart and soul (Hunter, Elandra, and Camilla)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hunter</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 00:48:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				....
			</dd>
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