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Chapter Harem

Jim

I was offered a light supper. Amanda unlocked my chastity belt and I was free of all restraint for the first time since I had arrived.

“If you dare touch yourself in the next half hour you are the biggest fool on the planet.” She said. “Here is what you must do. Select Ruth first and tell me ‘the garden'. I will leave with her. When you are through, tell me that she was excellent and should be allowed to pleasure herself.” There were other instructions given and I had my role and lines for the evening.

She directed me through a door where the butler was waiting. He stated it was one of the 1001 Arabian nights and dressed me as a Sultan. Amanda arrived dressed as the Mistress of the Harem. She had a turban, a wide belt with a whip. She even had the slippers with the curled up toes, a very Middle Eastern look. In her cleavage were four keys each on a thin gold chain.

Amanda signaled me to follow and said, “Your harem is ready.”

The room was everybody's dream of a harem, a soft breeze flowing through the curtain-made walls, lots of pillows and soft lighting. There were several major pillars of which four had chains holding my harem girls, the four stars. Each was dressed as a harem girl with long pants of very sheer material. A slightly more opaque layer covered their loins. Through it you could see that they were in their chastity belts. Chests were bare. Each had a cute little vale.

They had on gold bands at the neck, upper arms, wrists and ankles. Their gold chains kept their hands out of the way and forced them to project their breasts. Ruth had on modest gold nipple rings that further transfixed your eye. That hard thing I had felt back on the boat must have been a flesh -colored nipple hole maintainer.

Each was doing everything they could to project an image “of take me I am HOT.” Eyes batted and tongues passed over lips. Chests were thrust or shaken to cause breast to jiggle. I guess their chains limited hip thrusts but loins were also thrust forward from kneeling legs.

Tess

When I was done pulling the cart my driver, one of the twins, hitched me between two trees using lines to attach me by either side of my bridle. My hands were locked up near my neck and then she hosed me down. I was ready for a nice tub or shower and the comforts of my room and what I got was a hose under some trees! Still the water was about the right temperature and it sure felt good to cool off as she had driven me hard. The gold handcuffs in front and arm bar behind were applied, like last night, and she took off my head harness and I was released to my maid. She put a robe over my shoulders and we went back to the room.

There was lunch and lots to drink and I caught up on fluids. Also waiting were the instructions for the evening, not what I was hoping for, harem night. My chastity belt was waiting and my stylist fitted me and with some reluctance closed the locks. With that done she followed instructions and removed the bar at my upper arms behind my back allowing me to lie down in comfort and get a nap. She woke me in time to begin make up and dressing. The thin harem outfit was cute, the gold bands and cuffs were a showy accessory with gold chains that dangled from each cuff hinting at a purpose beyond glamour.

The four of us were gathered at the scheduled hour and Mistress Amanda addressed us.

Mistress Amanda

I told the slaves that they were going to be the pleasure slaves of the Sultan. I relayed that the blood test had been negative and that the sultan would not be wearing protection. I also told them that he had a vasectomy so there were no risks of pregnancy. I gave them a chance to opt out of oral sex or intercourse. Given the peer pressure no one backed out, but I read a little reluctance in the body posture of one or two. I went on to tell them what happens to harem girls that are not favored by the sultan. It was plenty of incentive.

I lead them into the harem room where I chained them in a fashion that displayed their charms and told them of the punishments that awaited the slave that dared talk in the presence of the sultan.

Jim

I walked by each touching anything that I chose. They were all soft and warm and each had a distinctive scent. I would have loved to do this all night but my erection was aching badly under my robes.

I turned to Amanda pointed at Ruth and said, “This one in the garden.”

Amanda unfastened her neck chain and forced her to walk from the room by leading her on that chain. Some time later she returned, I am not sure how long as I continued to examine the others.

“Your slave is ready, oh great Sultan, “ she said with a straight face. I knew that it was a difficult line for her.

Ruth was out in the open under the moonlight. She was on a board that had her almost standing. He hands were above her head and her ankles chained to the ground. Her chastity belt was gone. The board curved outward so that her hips were projected forward and her legs spread so that she was completely accessible.

She had on a blindfold of soft satin and was searching the area for any sign of my approach. I touched her smooth hairless mound of pleasure and found that she was slick with pre-sex juice. Even this slight touch brought a knowing hip movement as she sought any kind of stimulation for her hot loins. It was a scene that I would have loved to take in for hours but my own pressures forced a quick entry. I came very quickly and I don't think she did. I left it in for several minutes enjoying her tightness and fragrance.

I turned and Amanda appeared.

“This one has been most pleasing, please see that she is permitted self pleasure before her loins are re-secured.” Amanda indicated a door and I found a bathroom with a shower. I had a quick one and then was re-dressed as the Sultan by the butler.

Back in the harem, Ruth was whining with pleasure while using a rabbit. She was back at her column, neck chain in place but hands free and the others were watching her every move.

When they saw me they focused on me with even more urgency trying to catch my eye. I made another circle of the three and found that Jane truly did not seem as eager as the others.

“This one does not seem as eager as she should, hang her so that she may be punished and learn that she is the property of the Sultan,” this in a commanding voice as I played my role for the evening.

Her nipples popped up as Amanda led her away.

I used the time while Amanda took her out to tease the other two by sitting between them stroking a breast from each and telling them that they would remain in their chastity belts for a two days before they could be brought back to the Sultan.

Amanda summoned me and I found Jane in the dungeon. She was blindfolded and hanging nude by her ankles with feet well spread. Amanda handed me a crop and indicated that I should whip her pussy. I did and built the intensity up until Amanda indicated that it was hard enough and I should continue. She was quiet but after awhile began to moan. Her whole pussy swelled up. Amanda had me stop and carefully spread her lips to expose a very swollen clit. She indicated that I should snap this with my finger. I did this several times and the moans became soft shrieks.

After several minutes Amanda forced her mouth to accept an O-ring gag. She then indicated that I should use her. My cock went in her mouth and her pussy was at my lips. She was not using her tongue. “The slave needs to use her tongue,” I told Amanda. Amanda delivered a hard blow with a cat across her back and the tongue went to work. I grabbed her clit with my lips and sucked hard. We both came quickly and it was then that I realized that Amanda had continued to use the whip.”

Stepping back I delivered my last line of the night, “She still needs to be more obedient – see that she services the other two tonight.”

Amanda came forward with an evil double dildo device that was easily inserted into the hanging, spread slave. She tested a remote and the slave jumped from the shocks to her personal areas.

She was lowered and the O-ring gag removed. Amanda took her neck chain and dragged her back to the harm room. She removed the harem pants from Tess and unlocked her chastity belt.

“Service her,” she told Jane as she thrust her face toward the target.

“No,” she protested, “I won't touch a women.” Not a smart thing to say to a mistress with a whip. Amanda used both the whip and the remote and soon Jane was at work.

Amanda continued to encourage her. She tossed me a key and said to prepare Beth, but don't let her cum.

Jane

I had written about being hung upside down and given a forced 69, the reality caused sensation overload. The cock throbbing in my mouth, the very skilled tongue at work on my pussy and of course the pain of the whip as Mistress Amanda ensured I got the pain I required. I am not sure why I said no to ‘doing' Tess as I like to do women and was loving the slavery. I think the real reason was to give the Mistress continued encouragement to use her whip and that shocker that so completely controlled everything between my legs.

Jim

I moved over to where a still very hot Beth was trying to attract attention.

I pulled off her trousers and showed her the key.

“Make any noise and I will lock you back up.” I threatened as I dangled the key before her eyes.

It's really fun to unlock and discover a waiting and eager pussy. I touched her all around her mound. I really enjoyed stroking her outer mound with its covering of fine blond hairs, just like kitten fur. Spreading her lips gave me a look at her swollen clit and the slick moisture she was generating. I rubbed her inner lips but didn't touch her sex button. She tried to make me touch it by thrusting her hips. To punish her for this I left her cunt and returned to stroking her breasts. Playing with her nipples I thought how much fun it must be to pierce and leash a pair of tits. This reverie lasted until Amanda arrived with the suck slave. I played until Beth came. This one lasted about a minute.

Amanda indicated that I should follow her away from the Harem.

Once we were out of sight, my time of being the sultan came to an abrupt end.

“Strip and kneel,” was her command.

It was back in collar, handcuffs, and upper arm bar with a simple cock chastity cage. She replaced my nose ring and attached a leash. I was handed over to a nurse. She led me back to the kennel after giving me a quick cleaning. The kennel was again my place of rest.

I found a small urinal, which I could use over the cock cage and went to sleep.