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Part VI – Constanza's Service
And so it happened just as I planned it. After her infundibulation , Constanza required only one further application of the red-hot knife before she was able to fellatio a dozen eunuchs of the Black Guard at one kneeling. They all agreed that she had a skill that no courtesan of the Jewish Quarter could equal. And Blonde made it her business to teach Constanza the most arousing amatory exclamations in the Turkish language. And Constanza's failings necessitated only one more whipping for Blonde. I even had my favorite eunuch teach Constanza to bring Blonde to sexual fulfillment. It served to remind Constanza of what she would be missing in life.
Ten days after my period ended. That's when I set the appointment with Selim for. In the morning, immediately after he got up. We would bring his coffee to him. Constanza I had bathed and oiled. Her hair curled and beautifully spread. Her body naked except for the bounds that secured her elbows and wrists behind her back and held her ankles together. I had my eunuchs carrier her to Selim's favorite chamber. The shoddy one. She was so beautiful, naked, slim, fettered. I was not so bad looking myself, my breasts bared, my nipples and areolae rouged. But she was so beautiful I kissed her lips and stoked her breasts while we waited for Selim to appear. I kissed her nipples and called her a good girl. I promised her freedom if all went well. I promised her that she and Blonde could go back to the West, borne on my father's finest galley.
Oh did she arouse my Pasha. She took his sex in her mouth. She kissed its head and licked its shaft. She sucked his testicles and tongued his anus. She aroused him as he had not been aroused in weeks, in months, maybe in years. He never thought of his hubble bubble. And then when he was at his peak of arousal, I sat astride him and took him into me. And he exploded inside me. And he pumped and he pumped and I sucked him dry by clenching my vaginal muscles. And then, as he was reaching for his hookah, she grabbed him by his manhood and with her lips brought him around again. She made it swell and took it deep into her throat. And he fucked her face. And then when he was once again fully aroused I mounted him again. And he came within me. He spoke not another word that whole day. And the next day we did it to him again in the early morning with the first beams of sunlight streaming into the room. It was ten months before I had another menstrual period. It was a month after Mahmoud was born.
Afterwards
We tried to work our magic on him, Constanza and I upon Selim the Pasha. For a whole year. Until well after Mahmoud's first birthday. No use. Even Constanza could no longer arouse him. As far as his third and fourth wives. They couldn't even get in to see him. He loved only his water pipe. And that was the end of the story. I had my son spawned off the Pasha. Succession was assured and my cousin the Vizier was very happy. My father considered that he had spawned a wanton but took consolation that in my own field of battle I was as victorious as he was with his galleys. And being the grandfather of the next Pasha did not hurt too badly.
Oh yes, there really was a Belmont. A minor prince of Southern Italy who came to Istanbul looking for a blond german girl. Offering a huge amount of money to anyone who would help him find her. Of course he had never met the lady and had only a locket with her picture, very crudely done. We had a merry time with him my cousin the Vizier and I. We bought a blond Serbian whore in the slave market for a few gold pieces who had learned a few phrases of German while a girl. We put her in the Black Palace and had the Vizier pretend he was the chief eunuch guard of the Pasha's Seraglio of the Sublime Porte. Belmont spent thousands of gold pieces before he abducted his strumpet from the eunuchs' quarters. He left Istanbul much richer and greatly amused. She fucked him to death somewhere in the Greek isles. He never realized that she had syphilis. He never even made it home to Naples. He did happy though insane with Lues . Have to give that to him, poor, deluded, insane but happy.
Blonde did well. She was easily assimilated and is still with me. And her genitals are intact. Eventually she learned so much from my favorite eunuch that she supplanted him in my favor. My genitals are intact. I guess I am not a good pious Muslim girl. But I am the mother of the Pasha now and even at age 60 I enjoy having my clitoris and labia sucked. Blonde, once a year I give her a good whipping just to prove who is boss. Blond, you are fat but you are alive and happy and you serve me very well. Constanza unfortunately did not do well. She could never assimilate. When she heard about Belmont she went into a funk. Particularly when he took a whore rather than her and never knew the difference. Actually he was probably better off with the whore. When Mahmoud turned three years old we held a birthday party for him out in my favorite courtyard. Under the persimmon tree. We stripped her naked and skinned her alive. We slowly stripped the skin from her and tormented the underlying flesh with candle flames. We stuffed the hide later and sent it off to Naples to her prospective in laws. The ones that flayed the Turkish envoy. Except I kept enough skin to have a pair of gloves and a pair of slippers made.
I guess I never mentioned that the envoy was my beloved brother. They say he died hard. Constanza died even harder because a Turkish woman is more patient than a bunch of Italian men.
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