Chapter Three: Under the Horns of the Demon
When King Shahryar returned from his ten-day hunt, he was surprised and gladdened to find that his brother's health had improved. Zaman had recovered his appetite, and his skin was no longer the pale sickly color that it had been.
"My brother, it gives me joy to see that your health has returned," said the king.
"Yes, but you would not rejoice so if you knew the cause of my recovery," replied Zaman.
"Nonsense," the king scoffed. "I cannot imagine such a blessing to be a source of woe to me. But we shall put it to a test, for you shall tell me the reason for your health's swift improvement."
"My lord, I implore you to refrain from asking such a thing, for it is certain to bring you misery."
"Nevertheless, you shall tell me, for I desire to have such knowledge."
Therefore, with great reluctance, Zaman began to relate the adulterous festival that had taken place every day in the garden during the king's absence. Shahryar listened to his brother's tale, his fury mounting with every word.
"My brother, I do not wish to cast doubt upon you, but I must know the truth of this. I must witness this fornication with my own eyes."
The siblings began to concoct a plan. The king would announce that he intended to leave tomorrow on another hunting expedition. His vizier would disguise himself as the king, and set out upon the journey in his stead. The king and his brother would then slip into the garden the next morning, to secretly witness the orgy that Zaman had described.
All was set in motion. The disguised vizier departed with the king's men, while the king went into hiding. As noon approached, Shahryar and Zaman concealed themselves in the garden, and watched as the queen and her maidens appeared.
It was just as Zaman had described. With no thought of modesty, the women discarded their clothing and stood naked before the lusty men that swarmed forth and approached them. The queen cried out, "Come to me right now, my lord Saeed!" The blackamoor with the enormous cock appeared from the foliage and hastened to the queen, who began to fondle his enlarged organ with lustful desire.
And so the orgy began. Women moaned as their breasts were suckled. They gasped when they felt hands groping between their legs, fingers rubbing their sensitive pussy lips. "See how easily they succumb to those men?" whispered Zaman. "A woman's fidelity is no match for her lust."
"I fear you are right, my brother." Shahryar watched with a sinking heart as his wife spread her legs and allowed the handsome young negro to plant his cock inside her. "She surrenders to him without a struggle, for he is able to give her great pleasure." The slave's hips rocked back and forth as he screwed the king's wife. Her ecstatic cries mixed with the other feminine whimpers and moans that filled the air, as the ladies all fell prey to the cocks of the slaves. The garden was full of naked, writhing flesh as the young men and women coupled with each other. Everywhere the king looked, he saw the rhythm of sex, of dicks plunging in and out of hungry wet cunts.
The fucking seemed to last for an eternity, until one by one the revelers cried out to announce their orgasms. The king's wife shrieked and convulsed as the sex cream began to trickle out from her pussy, but the savage blackamoor did not stop pounding his cock into her. He seemed eager to fill her up with his seed, just as the other men were doing to their female partners. Shahryar realized that he was watching a mating ritual; these men were here to make babies, and the women were helpless to resist as their pussies were pumped full of sperm. The king smoldered in anger as the queen's lover sank his cock deep inside her, and kept it buried there while his potent semen spurted into her womb.
"I will execute them all," said the king.
"No, you must not," said his brother. "I murdered my wife for such a deed, and now I am haunted by doubt that I acted unjustly."
"But I cannot allow this treachery to continue," replied the king.
"That is so, but let us come away from this place for a time. Let us journey elsewhere, to see if we can find another soul who has been betrayed in such a way."
"Yes, that is wise. Let us depart at once." The brothers left the scene of the orgy and set out from the city within an hour.
They traveled for six days and six nights until they found a quiet valley near the sea, with a fresh water spring that would allow them to quench their thirst.
Suddenly, dark storm clouds appeared, and a shooting star appeared from the sky and fell into the sea. There was a great tidal wave, and then the star reappeared from the water and approached the shore. The two princes trembled when they saw that the star was actually a mighty demon, and they hastily climbed a nearby tree in order to hide themselves.
The demon towered more than fifty feet tall. His skin was the color of black pearl, and his eyes blazed with fire. He carried in his arms a large chest, which he set down beneath the tree where the two brothers were hiding. The demon opened the chest and drew forth a casket, which was sealed with seven locks. The demon snapped his fingers, and a ring of seven keys appeared, which he the used to unlock the casket. Inside was a pale-skinned woman, as beautiful as any that the men had ever seen. The lady smiled up at the demon, and rose out of the casket.
"My dearest love," said the demon. "I rejoice to see you again, and to know that you are faithful to me and to no other. I am weary from my travel, and would like you to sing me to sleep."
"I am yours to command, my love," replied the woman, who began a lilting melody. Her voice was soft and pleasant, and the demon smiled and allowed his eyes to close. In a few moments, the mighty creature was fast asleep.
The woman looked up and saw the two men hiding in the tree. "Come down from there at once," she said.
"We must not," they replied, "for we are in great fear of your master."
"Come down from there at once," she said again, "or I will wake my master so that he may slay you."
The brothers had no choice but to descend from their concealment. "Good," said the woman. "Now I want you both to make love to me."
The king and his brother looked at each other in astonishment, and replied, "We must not, for your master will surely kill us."
"You will make love to me, and you will give me great pleasure, or I shall call upon this demon to slaughter you in a most terrible manner."
The brothers saw that they had no choice but to obey, so they removed their clothing and stood naked before the imperious young woman.
"You go first," said Shahryar to his brother.
"No, you must come before me, as in all things," replied Zaman.
"I am king, and I command it," said Shahryar.
"I do not see why you are arguing," said the woman, "for I have never heard any complaints from those who couple with me." She allowed her clothing to fall to the ground, revealing her beautiful body to the two men.
"Very well, then. I shall go first," said Zaman before his brother could object. Without hesitation, Zaman placed his hands upon the soft flesh of the woman's body, and he kissed her lips with great passion. While their tongues danced and writhed, their hands explored each other with growing lust. Shahryar watched in fascination as his brother locked his arms around the woman and pressed her smooth belly against his. Their eager kissing went on for several minutes, while the terrible demon slept a few feet away, completely unaware what was happening to his beloved lady.
The woman drew her face back and smiled. "You are enjoying my body, are you not?" Zaman could only nod as he stared at the delicious shape of her breasts. "You will kiss these now," said the lady. "You will suckle me as an infant would suckle his mother for milk." Zaman did as he was told, and began to lick the supple flesh of her breasts. His lips made a circle around her pink aureole, and his tongue dabbed at her lust-hardened nipple. Then he began to suck her, pulling her swollen nipple into his mouth and bathing it with his tongue. "That is good," she murmured, glancing over at Shahryar and staring at his enlarged penis. "I see that your companion is hungry, so I will allow him to feast upon my sex."
Shahryar obediently approached the woman and kneeled down before her. Zaman made room to allow his brother to get his face between the woman's legs. The musky smell of pussy filled Shahryar's senses as he tentatively snaked his tongue against her sensitive vulva. Sex juices had already begun to leak from her excited cunt, and Shahryar found that the taste was erotically delicious. Soon his tongue was eagerly scooping back and forth along her pussy lips, and she smiled in pleasure as the two men diligently went to work on her breasts and pussy.
"I am ready to feel a cock inside me," said the woman. Shahryar immediately got to his feet and brought forth his penis, but Zaman shoved him aside and prepared to use his own shaft. The woman shook her head and sighed as the two men began to wrestle with each other over who was to plow her first. "I can see that you are both eager to have me," she said, "and you will each have a chance to enjoy my womb. But I shall start with the youngest between you, and while his cock is inside me, the other shall watch and wait his turn." She lay down upon the ground and beckoned to Zaman. "Now come here and feed my pussy, for it is hungry."
Zaman smiled triumphantly and crawled atop the naked young woman. He guided the tip of his engorged penis to her waiting slit, and began to nudge it inside her. She moaned as the flesh serpent slithered up into her cunt, and then slid back out again. In and out, in and out, he began to fuck her, and she spread her arms aside and lay there in satisfaction as her pussy was filled. She gazed up at the sleeping demon and smiled at the thought of what he would do to these men if he were to suddenly awake and find them screwing his beloved princess.
Shahryar watched as his brother humped the young woman, and fought the urge to play with his own throbbing cock. While the demon snored and slumbered, content in the certainty of his lady's fidelity, that same lady was lying on her back and softly moaning as her pussy was repeatedly invaded by the stiff cock of another man. He began to fuck her faster, his hips banging against her crotch with a steady rhythm of flesh against flesh. Her moans began to get louder, and Shahryar worried that the demon might awaken. "You must try to be quiet," said the king, "or we will be slain." But neither his brother nor the woman beneath him paid any attention to his warning; they were lost in lust, and neither of them could have stopped what they were doing. The erotic sensation of flesh inside flesh was too powerful, and they wallowed in the pleasure of their mating with no concern for anything else. The fact that their lives were in great danger only fueled their desire, and the woman whimpered and moaned with lusty abandon as her lover sank his cock into her pussy over and over and over again.
When her naked body began to convulse in orgasm, Shahryar felt they were doomed for certain. But to his relief, she did not scream or cry out; instead, her mouth simply hung open in a silent moan as her pussy bathed Zaman's cock with slimy sex juice. His cock made a wet sloshing noise as he continued to fuck her, and the hard organ poked in and out of her sopping cunt with swift, deep strokes. As fast as he was pumping her, Shahryar knew that his brother wouldn't last much longer. Sure enough, his thrusts began to slow, and stopped altogether as he unloaded his sperm into her womb.
Shahryar lost no time in taking his brother's place on top of the young woman. He lowered his body onto hers and savored the feeling of her flesh rubbing against his own. He took a few minutes to pay homage to her lips and breasts, but he was anxious to put his cock inside her. When she felt the tip of his penis sliding against her pussy lips, she smiled and licked her lips in anticipation. He pushed his cock inside her, filling her buttery cunt with his hard meat. She put her hands around his neck and moaned softly as he began to slide his organ in and out of her womb.
He went slowly at first, but soon found that the pleasure of her pussy was too great. He began to fuck her much faster, his hungry cock demanding its long-awaited orgasm. The woman's breasts jiggled and heaved as he plowed her pussy, and her soft cries soon became much louder. Shahryar knew that the demon was certain to awaken if he continued to screw her like this, but he could not help himself. He plunged his shaft deep inside her gooey love tunnel with helpless abandon, and her wild shrieks of ecstasy only enflamed his raging lust. He could feel his orgasm drawing close, and his eyes went to her writhing belly as he drove his hard cock in and out of her hot pussy. His penis pulsed and throbbed, and he felt his semen bursting out into her womb, filling her up with spurt after spurt of impregnating cream. She knew what was happening to her; she felt his warm seed spewing into her cunt, and this triggered her own orgasm. With a loud scream, she writhed and convulsed, her pussy juice pumping out from inside her.
The demon's eyes fluttered halfway open. "What was that noise?" he murmured sleepily.
"Nothing, nothing," said the woman, her voice ragged with lust. "All is well, my lord. Go back to sleep."
To the great relief of the men, the mighty demon closed his eyes again and failed to notice that his beloved lady was sprawled out naked upon the ground, with another man's cock buried inside her sperm-filled pussy.
"You risk great danger to take us for lovers," said the king.
"I have no fear of my master," said the woman. "He will do as I command, and will never learn of my infidelity. Let me show you something." The woman drew a strand of twine from the casket, and upon the twine were a great many rings. "These are the rings of the men who have plowed me beneath the very horns of this demon. There are five hundred and seventy of them, and that number will be increased by two when you give me your rings."
The brothers did as they were told, and gave her their rings. She smiled and added them to the others. "This demon abducted me on my wedding night, and imprisoned me beneath the sea in this magical casket. He thinks that no other man has laid eyes or hands upon me since then, but he is a fool. For I have had hundreds of men lie on top of me and fill me with their cocks."
"Most terrible deceit," cried the brothers.
"Yes, but my lust is great, and I will indulge the hunger of my sex as often as I wish. You have both given me great pleasure, and therefore I shall allow you to depart with your lives. You may go now."
The princes fled away from the woman and her master, thankful to have escaped the wrath of the demon. "His misfortune is much greater than ours," said the king, "for he is a powerful, immortal being, capable of parting the sea and moving through the sky. And yet, with all that power, he is unaware that his beloved woman satisfies her lust like a wanton harlot. Oh, what a deceitful creature she is! Come, we must return to my kingdom, for I know now what must be done."