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Arthur's Reward
by Robber Baron - Chapter 6

This story is a work of adult fiction and contains sexually
explicit material that some may find offensive. If you are not at
least 18 years of age (or the age of consent for your locality),
or if you object to sexual situations, you must exit now.

All characters and events in this story are fictional, any
similarity to actual persons or events is purely coincidental.

The author reserves all rights to this work. It may be freely
distributed, posted and archived electronically only in its
entirety including all header material. It may not be sold in
whole or in any part, or as part of an electronic document,
printed material, voice recording or in any other manner without
the written permission of the author.

Note: There are at least two other stories, 'The Reward' by W.G.
and 'My Reward' by Azil, based on the same premise as this story.
I acknowledge my debt to those authors for the idea.

This is pure adolescent male fantasy, with the protagonist
gaining, through supernatural means, absolute power and a lot of
sex. I am writing this for my own amusement, so I include those
behaviors I enjoy, or enjoy fantasizing about. These may or may
not be what you enjoy. If you like it, that's fine, if not,
that's okay too. Either way, I would be happy to receive your
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Chapter 6

"What's going on?" I mentally asked Klaatu. "I thought you fixed
it so when I wanted someone she would want me."

"I thought you might enjoy a challenge, enjoy conquering her.
Just fuck her and she'll be yours. Or, I can fix it so she'll
give herself to you now, if you want."

"What about the other two? Do I have to conquer them too?"

"They'll follow your orders now because they're slaves. Once you
overcome  Princess Amara, they'll willingly give themselves to
you."

I decided that I might as well play along with Klaatu's game, at
least for a while. "But how am I supposed to conquer her,
Princess Amara? What do I do?"

"You know what she likes, you saw what turns her on. I think you
can figure out what you should do."

"Alright, I'll try it, but I'll let you know if I want something
different."

"Of course, Art, anything you want. I'm just trying to make it
interesting."

The whole mental conversation had only taken seconds. Making my
eyes as hard as possible, I looked at Amara, then at the two
slave girls, still on their knees, cowering against the side of
the tent. Looking again at Amara, I said, "You were willing to
accept Malik as your lord, yet I am the one to whom you were
promised when we were children."

Her eyes glaring back at me, Amara said, "I know about Malik. I
was willing to accept him as my husband because I knew he would
not make any demands on my body. With him, I could maintain my
present lifestyle," her eyes glancing at the two slave girls.
"Know this, deposed sultan, if you still ruled in Basrah and
demanded that I fulfill the agreement our parents made, I would
refuse. And I know my father, the Sultan of Deryabar, would not
force me into a marriage I did not want."

"Your father isn't here to protect you, and I mean to take that
which was promised to me and is mine by right of conquest." With
that, staring into her ice blue eyes, I moved toward her, Amara
recoiling a step, her eyes looking boldly into mine, then down.
Extending my arm, I snatched the scarf from her head, then her
veil, tossing them to the floor.

For just a second, Amara's hands moved, as if to cover her face.
But then apparently realizing the futility of such an action, she
let them drop to her side. She was beautiful, her features very
fine, her eyes the brightest blue contrasting with her fair skin,
her childlike face framed by the golden hair falling to her
shoulders.

I pulled her to me, her eyes looking into mine then away. I
pressed my mouth to hers, feeling her lips rigid, her body
unbending against me. I forced her mouth open, my tongue
penetrating her. She was stiff, unresponsive, then my tongue
touched hers, forcing her to react. She made a muffled sound, her
tongue pressing against mine as she breathed in deeply through
her nose. It almost felt like her body was softening against me,
her tongue surrendering to mine when suddenly, she turned her
head, pulling away from me.

I knew I had her now, and I wanted her - I could feel my cock
throbbing inside my pantaloons. I glanced over at the two slave
girls, still on their knees, but watching intently what I was
doing with their princess. I gestured to the Asian girl, "You,
what's your name?"

"Miko, my name is Miko, lord."

"And you," to the Nubian. "What's your name?"

Casting her eyes down, "Lord, my name is Ayesha."

"Alright, Miko and Ayesha, you belong to me now, as does Amara,"
at that, Amara gasped, moving back a step. "You two, remove your
coverings. Then, remove Amara's robe."

I watched as the two slave girls removed their head scarves and
veils, then their robes. Under the robes they were wearing the
filmy bra-like tops and skirts that were the standard attire for
women of the harem. Then they were undoing the clasps of Amara's,
robe slipping it off her shoulders. Like the others, she was
wearing the typical bra and skirt, green, trimmed with gold.

Without a word, I unfastened the clasp in front of Amara's bra,
baring her  breasts. I reached with both hands for her full
breasts, fondling, tweaking the small, pink nipples. I could tell
she was finding it difficult to remain unmoving while I played
with her body. As I caressed her, she breathed in deeply through
her nose, her eyes looking down at my hands on her breasts. Then,
her eyes moved up, looking at my face. Moving my hands over the
firm breastflesh, I could feel her nipples hardening. "Please,"
she whispered.

With a gesture from me, the slave girls slipped off Amara's
skirt. I allowed my hand to move down her torso, lightly touching
the soft swell of her belly, then her hip, stroking her thigh,
then touching the silky blonde hair encircling her pubis. Amara
gasped as I insinuated my finger between the swollen labia,
finding her interior damp.

Smiling, I withdrew my finger, and began undoing the string
holding up my pantaloons.

"Let us help you lord," Miko said, the two girls crawling to me,
untying my sandals and slipping them off. Then, still on their
knees, sliding my pantaloons down to my feet, my cock, large,
erect, pulsing, popped out. I heard gasps from the two slave
girls, and from Amara a shocked cry.

"Amara, turn, then get on your hands and knees," I commanded.
"I'm going to take my pleasure with you now."

Cringing, stepping back, "No, please. I can't. I ... I've never
been with a man." Her eyes focusing on my erect cock, "Please,
it's too much. I can't ... I can't do it."

"Kneel," I commanded. To the slave girls, "Hold her, if need be."

Within seconds Amara was kneeling on the floor, her round bottom
to me, one of the slave girls on either side. I knelt behind her,
admiring her butt, gently running my fingertips over the smooth
skin, Amara breathing in deeply at my touch. From behind, I
examined her swollen labia, evidence of how aroused she was
becoming. With my palms, I spread the full buttocks, staring for
a moment at her puckered anus. Then gently kneading her buttocks,
"I, your lord, your husband to be, shall take your maidenhead."

"No please, don't," Amara gasped as I squeezed her buttocks. "And
... and my maidenhead was broken years ago."

"I'll take your virginity anyway," I said, running my finger
between her labia.

"Please ... please, don't. I ... I don't like to be with men. I
don't want to have sex with you, or with any man."

"You will. You'll do whatever I want. You belong to me now, to do
with as I please. But if you need convincing ..." Placing my left
hand in the small of her back, I slapped her firmly across her
asscheeks with the palm of my right hand. Amara's cry of shock
and pain coming simultaneously with the quick "crack" of the
blow.

Pressing down harder on Amara's back, I drew back my hand
slapping her ass even harder. "Uhh," she cried. "No, please
don't. Please, no more."

I looked at her butt, jiggling a little from the force of my
blows, the scarlet imprint of my hand on her firm cheeks. I
didn't expect it, but I was enjoying this. I didn't understand
what was happening to me, how someone like me, usually so
easygoing, could enjoy spanking a woman like this. Maybe I was
taking on the personality of the role I was playing. Maybe I was
becoming the kind of man who controlled  women - the kind of man
who could dominate a harem, who ruled over his wives and slave
girls.

"You like being spanked, don't you?" caressing her buttocks,
feeling their heat.

"You're too strong. You hit too hard. I ... I don't like it like
this."

Once more, I inserted my finger between Amara's swollen labia,
finding them drenched with her secretions. "Your pussy is saying
you like it ... you like me spanking you," I whispered, stroking
my finger inside her as she moaned and gasped.

Sitting back, still on my knees behind her, I looked at Amara as
she knelt before me, her round buttocks reddened with the mark of
my hand, her labia glistening with her arousal. Slowly, I trailed
my fingers across the smooth, springy flesh of her butt.

"Please ... please," she gasped.

"Please what? Please don't spank you?"

Wriggling her bottom, "Please ... please spank me ... please
spank it."

I gave two more hard, stinging slaps to Amara's butt, she gasping
and crying out at the blows. Bending forward, "Now I'm going to
fuck you. I'm going to take your virginity and make you mine," I
whispered.

Amara's only response was to gasp as I ran my long, hard dick
between her thighs, rubbing its length along the slick labia.
Pulling back, holding my cock in my hand, I pressed the head
between her labia, rolling it inside the swollen lips, coating it
with her juices. Slowly, I pressed forward, relishing the
sensation as my cockhead spread the silky smooth walls of her
vagina.

With about half my length in her I stopped, stroking back, then
pressing forward again, her moans becoming soft whimpers. I kept
to that rhythm, for three short, quick strokes. Pulling back
until just the head was inside her swollen labia, bending
forward, "Now, I'm gonna fuck you hard ... as hard as I want," I
whispered. She gave a soft moan, then turning her head, looked
back at me, her eyes glazed, her mouth hanging open.

I straightened my back, Amara lowering her head to the floor,
breathing deeply. I paused, catching my breath, my hands rubbing
... squeezing her fleshy buttocks. I looked down at my beautiful
princess, her ass elevated, her head and shoulders on the
cushioned floor, on either side the slave girls, ready to
restrain her if necessary.

Grasping her buttocks, I moved forward, my cock forcing apart the
silky tissues of her vagina, her moans growing louder and louder
the deeper I went. "Ohh ... please, you're ... it's too big," she
gasped. But I didn't let any feeling of compassion stop me as
with unrelenting pressure I forced myself deeper and deeper into
her tight pussy. When I felt my cockhead touching her cervix I
stopped, pulling  back a little, giving her a few quick short
strokes, my thighs bumping against her ass, Amara's moans
becoming soft whimpers.

My hands still tight on her butt, I stroked back till my cockhead
was just inside her, then thrust in jamming the head against her
cervix as Amara cried out, whether in pain or passion I didn't
know or care. Luxuriating in the sensation, I fucked her deep,
pausing to rub my cockhead against her cervix before drawing
back, then pumping my huge cock inside her again and again and
again.

"Oh ... oh ... oh," Amara cried as I deep fucked her, my fingers
squeezing ... bruising her buttocks.

Bending forward, I whispered, "You like it don't you? You like
being fucked by my big dick?"

"Oh ... oh, yes, I like it," she gasped, looking back at me, her
blue eyes glazed with lust.

Straightening my back, I looked at the slave girls, as they
stared back at me, their eyes mirroring the lust in Amara's.
Smiling, I extended my hand to Ayesha, pulling her to me, kissing
her deeply. As I ran my hands over her top, squeezing her breasts
through the fabric, she opened the clasp, slipping the bra-like
garment down her arms, baring her large, round breasts to my
touch.

Caressing Ayesha's breasts, I looked at Miko, beckoning her with
my eyes, she quickly removing her top, then kneeling on my other
side, kissing me deeply, pressing her heavy breasts to my chest.

Amara, whimpering ... moaning, was pumping her ass back and
forth, rubbing her pussy over my dick. "Please ... please, more
... please fuck me more," she gasped looking back, rolling her
butt around my cock, rubbing herself against my thighs.

Gripping her buttocks as tightly as possible, I drove myself into
her once more, Amara crying out as I rammed my cock against her
cervix. Then, quickly pulling back I was driving myself deeply
into her again and again. Amara, her head flat on the floor,
crying ... moaning ... whimpering with each stroke of my cock,
the slave girls, on either side, rubbing their bodies against me,
kissing ... caressing me as I deep fucked their mistress.

Looking at Amara, her long back arched down, her head and
shoulders on the floor, her butt raised, I noticed her puckered
anus flexing open and closed as she pumped her buttocks back,
meeting my cockstrokes. Remembering what I had seen from my
hiding place, I reached between Amara's thighs to her pussy,
finding the labia drenched with her juices. Smearing some
lubricant on my index finger, I pressed it against her anus,
slowly pushing it into her deeper and deeper, all the while
continuing to pound my dick into her hot vagina.

"Oh ... oh," Amara gasped, her breath catching in her throat as
she felt her anus penetrated.

"You like it ... you like it in the ass. When I'm done with your
pussy I'm gonna take your ass, and you're gonna love it," I
gasped, my exertions making me short of breath.

"Please ... please, just fuck me," Amara gasped. "Please, fuck me
deep ... fuck me hard."

And I did, pounding into her hot pussy, pushing my finger deep
into her ass. Amara was panting now, gasping ... whimpering, "Oh,
oh god ... oh god ... more ... please more," she begged. Then I
felt the spasms moving through her vagina, squeezing my dick as I
held it tight against her cervix, pushing my finger deep in her
asshole. She moaned and whimpered as her body was shaken by a
succession of intense orgasms one after the other, causing
excruciating sensations in me as the spasmodic contractions of
her vagina moved over my cock deep inside her.

I stayed like that until the spasms subsided, her breathing
slowing. Carefully, I pulled back, my cock making a lascivious
slurping sound as I drew it from her. "Now it's going in your
ass," I said, pressing the fat head against Amara's anus.

"No more, please, it's too much," she gasped. "I can't ... I
can't do it like that with you ... I can't take you like that."

Ignoring Amara, I pushed my cockhead to her anus, but I couldn't
force it into her. Even slick as it was with her juices, it was
just too big to fit into her tiny hole. Miko and Ayesha were
still on either side of me, now just barely touching my shoulders
and chest.

"Let us help, lord," Miko said, taking a bottle of lotion from
under some pillows. Pouring some of the lubricant into her hand,
she began smearing it over my cock. Ayesha joined her, rubbing
the oily fluid up and down my hard shaft.

Looking up at me, "It's beautiful ... so big and beautiful,"
Ayesha said, a small smile turning up the corners of her mouth. I
wrapped my arms around her, kissing her deeply, feeling her firm,
round tits against my chest, my cock against her belly. Releasing
Ayesha, I turned to Miko, drawing her to me, kissing her as
deeply as I had just kissed her companion.

When I released Miko, she took the bottle again, pouring the oily
lubricant into the crack of Amara's ass, then rubbed it around
and into her anal hole, Amara moaning, "Please, no ... don't ...
I ... I don't want it like that," as Miko's fingers forced the
lubricant inside her. Satisfied both of us were sufficiently
lubricated, Ayesha placed her hands on my oily cock, drawing me
toward Amara's butt, while Miko used both her hands to spread
Amara's buttocks.

Now I was able, though only with difficulty, to force my cockhead
into Amara's tight anus. She moaned and whimpered as I slowly,
relentlessly pressed forward until my thighs were tight against
her, my balls brushing her labia. "Please ... please, no more,"
Amara gasped. "Please, it's too much. I can't take it."

"You're gonna take it. You're gonna take whatever I give you ...
and you're gonna like it," I said, bending forward, pressing
myself another fraction of an inch into her. Then reaching under
her torso to squeeze her tits, pinch her nipples. Straightening,
I reached between her legs, running my fingers over her labia,
teasing her erect clitoris. Placing both hands on Aamara's butt,
glancing at Miko and Ayesha, then down at Amara, they got my
meaning and again knelt next to their mistress, Miko fondling her
breasts while Ayesha caressed Amara's pussy.

Bracing my hands on Amara's butt, I pulled back, enjoying the
feeling of her rectum tight around my cock. With just the head
inside her muscular anal ring, I paused before thrusting into
her, this time hard ... fast, causing some discomfort in my cock,
apparently more to Amara as she cried "Oh ... god ... please,"
then she groaned deeply as I pulled back before thrusting into
her again.

Ayesha's hand was moving fast on Amara now, rubbing her sex down
below where I couldn't see. Pausing for a moment to show me her
hand, I saw the shiny wetness on her fingers. "See lord, the
princess is taking great pleasure from your lance in her tightest
hole," Ayesha whispered. "She's trying to deny it, but she is
enjoying being used like this."

Pulling Ayesha to me with my right hand, I pressed my mouth to
hers, caressing her tongue with mine, then began pumping my cock
in Amara again, while Ayesha returned to rubbing Amara's sopping
vagina. I was pumping hard in Amara's tight ass, as hard as I
could, feeling her sphincter relaxing ... opening for my cock as
I pistoned into her depths. I was nearly ready now. I could feel
the semen hot inside me, boiling, ready to burst into my
beautiful captive princess.

Amara, was no longer able to disguise the pleasure she was taking
as I fucked her asshole, her groans becoming moans of pleasure,
gasps and tiny oh's and whimpers as she pumped her butt back at
me as I drove into her hot, tight rectum. "Oh ... oh ... oh ...
god ... oh god," her head on the floor, her gasping words barely
audible. "Oh god ... oh lord, fuck it ... fuck me," she moaned,
thrusting her butt back at me as I drove myself into her.

Then I felt it beginning, the hard muscular spasms, moving
through her vagina, into her rectum, tight around my cock as I
paused, my hands gripping her buttocks. Her back arching, her
mouth opening in a long, deep groan then her whole body was
trembling as the contractions rolled through her being. I pulled
back before driving into her again and again, Amara shuddering
... gasping ... moaning through a series of intense anal orgasms.


My hands gripping her butt, I pulled back then rammed the full
length of my cock deep into her spasming rectum, groaning ...
gasping, I released the control I had been exercising over
myself, the thick semen jetting out of my urethra into Amara, she
gasping ... moaning as she felt my hot seed spurting into her. We
held like that for what seemed like minutes, my cock spurting
into her as waves of orgasmic contractions spasmed through her
anus.

Finally, the storm passed, Amara collapsing onto the floor, my
cock sliding out of her. I was panting, warm, not as
uncomfortably hot as I could be since Klaatu had, without
awaiting my order, adjusted the temperature of the tent.

Kneeling behind her, I looked down at Amara as she lay on the
floor, panting, her eyes closed. Raising her head, looking back
at me, "Lord, I'm yours. All I have ... all I am is yours," she
gasped. Casting her eyes down, then up, looking into mine, "You
are my lord, I belong to you." A small smile turning up the
corners of her mouth, her eyes closing, she collapsed onto the
cushioned floor, apparently falling immediately to sleep.

My breathing slowing, I glanced at Miko and Ayesha kneeling next
to Amara, their dark eyes looking back at me. I saw Ayesha look
down at my cock, still semi-hard, jutting straight out from my
belly, bobbing slightly from the blood pulsing through it. Ayesha
moved to me, pressing her round breasts against my chest, my cock
jutting into, then riding up her belly. Her mouth next to my ear,
"I too, lord ... I too belong to you," she whispered, reaching
down between us to stroke my organ. I looked into Ayesha's eyes,
then kissed her deeply, our tongues entwining.

As I embraced Ayesha, Miko pressed herself against me, her large
breasts soft against my back. "We both belong to you, lord," she
whispered. "Both Ayesha and I are yours now," reaching between my
legs from behind, caressing my balls, rubbing my sensitive
perineum while Ayesha continued stroking my still slippery cock.

With a snap of my hand, I ripped Ayesha's skirt from her, looking
down at the fine, curly black hair of her pubis, her labia
swollen, damp. One hand on her hip, I moved the other to her
breast, cradling the full flesh, squeezing, pinching ... pulling
the hard nipple. My hand roamed over the smooth, brown flesh
covering her ribs, over the soft swell of her belly, then
brushing the fine hair around her pubis. As I touched her labia,
Ayesha moved a little toward me, looking into my eyes as I stared
into hers. Fingering her, "Is this virgin too ... like your
mistress? Are you a virgin, too?" I whispered.

"Lord, no ..." Ayesha started to reply before she was
interrupted.

It was Amara, awake and turning, raising her head to look at me.
"They were both my father's pleasure slaves before he gave them
to me." Smiling, "Now they're yours, as am I." With that, she lay
her head on her arms, watching as I caressed Ayesha.

"Lord, my tightest hole is virgin, never has it been used by any
man," Ayesha whispered, still stroking my now hard organ. At my
gesture, she turned kneeling, presenting her upraised buttocks to
me.

I moved to her. Miko, holding my cock at the root, aiming it at
Ayesha's tiny, puckered anus. Ayesha, reaching between her legs,
holding the still oily shaft, placing it at the entrance to her
anus, then rolling her butt back as I pressed forward, forcing
myself into her.

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