#HAREM_OF_lvst 🔞
#CHAPTER_2
Written ✍ #Sadiq___Marvel_Infinity.
#OMINICIESNT_POV 👳
The sun sets on the city of Marida .. Heat descends on the people of Marida.. The Most of the people are sweaty and tired from the work they do, some are hungry while some are thirsty.. There wasn’t much activity going on, There was little movement on the streets, Men, women and children remain quiet in their homes to take shelter and avoid the burning sun… Everyone opens the doors and windows of the houses to get some fresh breeze and air, those That are less fortunate don’t have homes to go to… seek shelter in the shades of people’s house or shops…While those who are very or much more fortunate lime the rich, get more than enough shade.
Not only do they enjoy the shades in their magnificent houses, but they also make their slaves to fan them.
Among those that enjoy treatments like this is Al-Mukhtar.. A very wealthy merchant.. And also an arrogant b*stard… He owns most of the trading caravans in Marida, he also has sh!ps far outside the city of Marida close to the sea that sells and buys goods from overseas. Transporting export goods from the sea to the city takes at least 3 days on a c@m£l ride.
He gets a very hvge amount of profit from his business… Like the rest of his kind… He does like to share his wealth with the poor except with those who are as influential and rich as him.
In his own twisted ideology, he believes nothing is gained giving money to the poor, to him, its like a curse… He prefers to give to his own kind because they might also give him something in return.
Here in his house.. He sits on an expensive sofa made with tiger skin… He relaxes comfortably stretching himself as his slaves mas-sage his feet and fan him.. On his side are his concubines… They’re young girls who are old enough to be brides and housewives.. They sit next to him stro-king his lovely silk hairlocks and moustache…
Al-Mukhtar sighs in plea-sure enjoying his free time.. In that moment… One of his slaves comes into the room and tells him he has a visitor..
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Slave ➡Your lordsh!p… There’s someone to see you.
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Al-Mukhtar ➡ Who’s that ?
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Slave ➡ Its the tax collector… Sufyan.
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Al-Mukhtar ➡ That dog… I bet he’s here to collect tax……. s£nd him in.
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The slave hurries out and shortly after that.. Sufyan enters the chamber… He’s a long skinny man, with an awful amount of ego around him.. He’s the tax collector of Marida and also a money lender.. He loves anything that has to do with money and he loves to drain people of their lives savings.. He’s a hypocrite as well… If he hears any rumor whether it is true or not.. He goes around and spre-ad quic-ker than a wildfire… Because of his attitude.. Almost everyone in Marida hates him..
As he proceeds into Al-Mukhtar’s chamber… He looks around the place smiling to himself as he stro-ked his dirty and unkempt beard.
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Sufyan ➡ Marhaba… Al-Mukhtar.. I come to you in peace…
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Mukhtar ➡ You lie.. You coming here is not peace… What do you want? I have paid my taxes….
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Sufyan ➡ I’m not here for taxes… I just c@m£ to visit you… You know, to have a conversation or something.
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Mukhtar ➡ I’m not in the mood for a chat.. As you can see I’m busy..
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Sufyan ➡ I see.. So how’s your daughter and your wife?
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Mukhtar ➡ They’re fine… Is that all you want to ask because I’m busy..
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Sufyan ➡ Sorry Mukhtar.. It’s just that I heard that the queens are considering to chos£n Faidh’s daughter Arza to marry one of the princes in the near future..
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Mukhtar ➡ What?? That spoiled ugly wench is no match for my daughters beauty.. In fact she doesn’t have any features of a queen.. My daughter Salima will marry one of the princes..
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Sufyan ➡ I agree.. Salima is a rare charm… She would make a very fine queen.. I suggest you do something about that… I’m sure Faidh is bribing the queens..
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Mukhtar ➡ That Foul swine wants to pl@ydirty huh? By the gods.. I won’t let him succeed, my daughter will sit on the throne..
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Sufyan ➡ She will… Anyways I have to go… I have some business to attend to. Enjoy your day.. s£nd my respects to your wife and daughter.
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Sufyan stands up and takes his leave.. Immediately he’s gone.. Mukhtar curses him out loud.
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Mukhtar ➡ Damn that stinking pig!!! I knew he was up to no good… Here I was enjoying my good hour and now he spoils my moment with stupid rumors… May the gods strike that pig!!
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Concubine ➡ Sorry my lord… Is there anything i can do to soothe your temper?
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Mukhtar ➡ sl-ut!! Did I ask you to talk? Did I?
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Concubine ➡ Forgive me my lord…
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Mukhtar ➡ Out all of you… OUT!!!!
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The slaves and the concubines immediately leave his pres£nce… He curses them all as they leave the chamber… Shortly afterwards…A woman walks into the chamber with a very tall bulky black slave.
The woman’s name is Dania.. A very beautiful and cunning woman.. She is the wife of Al-Mukhtar…. Like the rest of influential ladies of Marida.. She does nothing except to chill and enjoy the wealth of her husband.. The slaves do the work for her.. They cook for her, bath her, and even dress her… She acts as if she’s the queen and has an awful amount of pride and ego.. Like her husband, she wishes to see her daughter bec@m£ queen of Marida.. So she does all she can to make her daughter look elegant and beautiful and s£nds off any suitors who seeks her hand in marriage.
So while her husband is busy rumbling with rage, she takes a sit close to him, tou-ching him se-ductively…
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Dania ➡ What’s wrong my love? What disturbs you?
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Mukhtar ➡ Its that pig… Sufyan… Bringing me rumors about Faidh ma-king way for his daughter to the throne.
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Dania ➡ Oh my love… You should know better.. That weasel does nothing but spoil people’s mood.. Don’t mind him.. You should know that our daughter has a 100% chance of being chos£n as the next queen… She’s beautiful, intelligent, smart, disciplined, attrac-tive… These are the qualities of a queen.. So don’t fret.
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Mukhtar ➡ Ah Dania.. You always know the right things to say… And who’s this ape?
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Dania ➡ He’s slave I bought from the slave market.. He’s from a savage bribe in Africa.. He costs one bag of gold.. A good trade if you ask me.
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Mukhtar ➡ Just look at him.. He looks like a giant.. Besides we don’t nee-d anymore slaves.
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Dania ➡ Hush darling.. He’s not like the rest.. He has one skill, he’s very good at throwing knifes. And the best p@rt is.. He never misses.
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Mukhtar ➡ Bah.. I don’t believe.. I want to see some proof.
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Dania ➡ Very well…
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Dania calls one of the slaves to bring a set of knives, an apple and a concubine… Sooner afterwards.. Everything is brou-ght before her..she orders the concubine to move far behind and out the apple on her head, She then hands the knife to the black slave and asks him to hit the apple.
The slave collects the knife and instantly throws it without even looking at his target.. The knife flies straight at the concubine and splits the apple in half… Mukhtar was so impressed by what he saw.
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Mukhtar ➡ Marvelous.. What accuracy and swiftness…. I must say.. I’m impressed.. What’s the name of the ape?
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Dania ➡ He has no name… What would you name him?
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Mukhtar ➡ Hmmm, how about himar…
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Dania ➡ Himar.. Isn’t that?
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Mukhtar ➡ Yes… The name suits him.. But let’s see… Tell him to str!p..
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Dania ➡ In our pres£nce?
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Mukhtar ➡ You heard me…
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Dania orders the slave to re-moved his clothes.. And he did without hesitation… Dania g@sps as she takes a look at the n-ked b©dy of the slave.. Not only was he tall but he’s built as well… His b©dy was covered in muscles, his che-st is hairy and so is his rectal region.. Dania becomes more amazed as she sets her eyes on the slave’s hvge p*nis which dangles right in front of her and her husband… She slightly bites herl-ips as she sees it.. She then begins to admire and imagine the n@ûghty things she might do with the slave if they’re alone.
Mukhtar too admires the slaves physique.. After seeing and examining how buff he is, he orders him to put on his clothes but Dania had something in mind..
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Mukhtar ➡ Like I said the name suits him.
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Dania ➡ Indeed…
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Mukhtar ➡ Okay Himar.. Put back your rags.
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Dania ➡ No!… I want us both to experience some plea-sure….
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Mukhtar ➡ What do you have in mind?
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Dania calls the concubine… and tells her to str!p n-ked… The girl does as she’s told… After that, Dania commands Himar to make love to the girl…
Himar comes close to the girl and starts tou-ching her b©dy… He gr-abs her bre*sts and begins to mas-sage them.. He then latches his mouth on her bre*sts and su-cks on them ha-rd .. The girl m0@n s s£dûçt!velypushing her brea*sts closer to him to su-ck.. The black slave gr-abs the concubine’s a** pressing it fondly… Gradually, he lies her down on the floor and mounts on t©p of her…
Himar leans close and k!sses the concubine wildly pushing his slimy ton-gue into her mouth.. The girl accepts his k!ssand su-cks on his ton-gue.. They both k!sseach other lije savages and in the process l!çk!ng their faces… Mukhtar and his wife watch closely and intently, Seeing their slaves gobble each other up S-xually made them hor-ny.. Mukhtar and his wife starts to mastur-bate as they watch their slaves…
Himar then proceeds to the next step.. He stro-kes his big black di-ck and plunged it de-ep inside the girl’s honey nest… The poor girl shouts as she feels Himar’s manh**d in her…
As soon as he puts the ti-p of his di-ck inside her.. He pushes the rest in with f0rç£, piercing throu-gh the girl’s c*nt… Without wasting any moment.. Himar begins to pound his way into the girl’s honey nest… He pins her down and pounds her ha-rd and ti-ght .. The girl m0@n s and shouts trying to push the black ape off her but she was no match for the hor-nygorilla on t©p of her… He holds her hands and hammers her c*nt as ha-rd as he could… The chamber was soon filled with the concubine’s m0@n s and the sma-cking sounds as Himar’s di-ck collides with the concubine’s c*nt.. Mukhtar and his wife continue masturbating each other as they m0@n and enjoy the show… Soon Mukhtar who couldn’t handle the pressure anymore rushes at his wife and mounts on her.. He raises her silk go-wn and pene-trates her ha-rd . He hammers his wife ha-rd pushing his di-ck de-ep into her.. Dania m0@n s and gr-abs her husband’s a** pu-lling him closer… Mukhtar gr-abs his wife’s hair pu-lling it ha-rd as he rams her c*nt… Before long… Mukhtar ej*culates inside her after that he pu-lls out and lies down next to his wife exhausted… Dania who isn’t satisfied, grumbles and continues to mastur-bate as she watches Himar and the concubine have wild and savage se-x with each other… She bites herl-ips with plea-sure ad she watches the sweaty b©dy of her black slave as he ravishes her husband’s concubine… She continues to watch them both as she shoves her f!ngersin and out of her c*nt within minutes… Himar gr-unts out loud as he c-ums de-ep inside the girl’s honey nest.. Dania too m0@n s out loudly as she cu-m ha-rd squir-ting all over… She lies back on the chair as she g@sps for breath… She closes her eyes and imagine what it would be like to be ravished by her black slave…
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#SULTAN_MUSTAPHA 🤴
Sacrifices must be made in life.. Without it.. No man can achieve success…
And I being a Leader and a ruler of this city have made a lot of sacrifices for the greater good and progress of this city… And most of this sacrifices end up in blood…
For generations.. Marida has been a city of progress and stability… We were always on t©p.. We were unrivaled and unmatched.. For generations Many have tried to conquer this city but they’ve all failed… The people had enjoyed an undisturbe-d peace thanks to the sacrifice made by my ancestors….
The reason behind this Marida’s progress is only known by me the sultan and a mystic sage Salim whose family has sworn to serve the throne for generations to come. His ancestors have also served un-der my ancestors as well..
As I was saying, there is a dark secret behind the progress of Marida… Out this city, there is a cave well hidden by the desert storm and in that cave, there is powerful entity or rather god.. Her name is Laila… Nob©dy knows her origin or how long she’s lived… She claims to be the goddess of lvst, power and deception… For generations.. She has been the reason behind the success and progress of Marida, in return all she wanted as payment was to spend a night with the heir and ruler of Marida and she wants 100 vir-gins female, I later found out that she eats their hearts and livers and bathes in their blood in order to keep her youthful form…
This practice has been going on for generations even long before I was born.. This savagery started with the 5th Sultan of Marida… There was a war at the time that threaten the safety of the city and on t©p of that.. People at the time were suffering from famine.. There was no food or water… Out of desperation my ancestor went out to search for a solution to his problem and by mistake he stumbled upon the desert… Nob©dy knew what happened after that… Out of nowhere, the armies disappeared and the famine was over.. Everyone thought it was a miracle.. My ancestor c@m£ back a few days after that, he didn’t tell anyone what he did except the current sage at the time about his ordeal thinking he had made the right choice not knowing he had made his descendants slave to this evil being. No one dared refuse Laila because no one knew what she was capable of yet… So to avoid causing any chaos, we continued paying tribute to Laila… I was de-eply saddened about this bloody sacrifice.. Every year, hundreds of girls lose their lives just to keep this city standing… As far as I’m concerned, I’m not happy with the way things are… The poor are the major and populated ones in the city and life here is so expensive that almost all of them sell themselves to become slaves and the rich here take and do what ever they want… This isn’t progress at all..
And to make things worst my sons are nothing like me… All they care about is living the plea-sures of life, that’s all… I fear for this city…
As I was de-ep in thought… My vizier Abdul walked into the room interrupting my thoughts..
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Abdul ➡ Your highness… Is anything the problem?
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Sul Mustapha ➡ No Abdul.. What brings you here?
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Abdul ➡ there has been a report from one of our trading agents here… Thieves are becoming quite a problem for them them sir… We lost ten caravans of grains and Millet… The owners are thinking of increasing the price of their stock so as to…
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Mustapha ➡ Enough! Is there anything else..
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Abdul ➡ Sir your highness… About the festival… It seems that the parents are hiding their daughters from being chos£n to become vir-gins brides of the gods…
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Mustapha ➡ Make sure that doesn’t happen.. Dispatch the guards to the gates of this city..
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Abdul ➡ Yes sir….
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After that, Abdul and I left the room and strolled inside the palace.. As we c@m£ to the dining chamber… I saw my son has-san laying about on a couch, he was being mas-saged by some older slaves and he orders a young slave girl to bring a tray of berries.. The girl does as she’s told, she kneels down before him and holds the tray up.. Has-san feasts on the berries and throws the remnants as the girl.. I was angered by this.. What kind of manner is this… Just because she’s a slave doesn’t mean she’s has to be treated like a dog.. But before I could interfere something happens. While he was feasting on the berries.. He accidentally eats one that is spoiled.. He quic-kly coughs out the bad one and stands up in anger..
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Has-san ➡ You little who-re are you trying to poison me?
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Slave girl ➡ (terrified) No… No.. Young prince..
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Has-san ➡ You should have checked the berries, wench! You nee-d to be taught some manners..
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Out of nowhere, he sl@ps the girl ha-rd across the face ma-king her fall and spills the berries on the ground.. Before he could as-sault the girl, I gr@bb£d hold of him and gave him the same sl@pping treatment.
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Has-san ➡ (shocked) Father… You sl@p me?
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Mustapha ➡ Yes… And I will if you t©uçh that girl..
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Has-san ➡ But she tried to poison me..
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Mustapha ➡ Don’t be stupid… You ate a rotten berry.. Besides you should have watched what you were eating instead of throwing everything into your mouth… Go to your room.
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Has-san walks away angry mumbling.. I just couldn’t believe this type of person would someday rule this kingdom… I pray and I hope that day doesn’t come.
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To be CONTINUED
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