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Arthur's Reward
by Robber Baron - Chapter 8

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,
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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 8

Kerim led us along the second floor, Amara at my side, the two
slavegirls behind. My mother retired to her small villa in the
rear of the palace compound. We passed my bedchamber, then came
to the large, bronze doors that were the only entrance to the
harem. The two eunuch guards silently bowed, then swung the heavy
doors open. As we entered, Kerim struck a gong, calling out "Lord
Arthur enters the harem to take pleasure with his women."
Followed by Amara, Ayesha and Miko, I stepped forward, passing
through the gauze curtains covering the doors from the inside.

Immediately I heard feminine cries of "Lord Arthur ... Lord
Arthur is here .... Oh, finally our Lord has returned," and the
like as the women of the harem rushed to throw themselves at my
feet, looking up at me, their eyes bright.

Tamar, my head concubine, stood behind the girls, clapping her
hands, "Is this the way you greet your lord," she shouted.
"Behave as well trained slavegirls should, or it will be the lash
you feel instead of Lord Arthur's caresses." Quickly the girls
withdrew, crawling away, kneeling on the plush carpet. Then,
approaching me, kneeling, "Welcome, Lord," Tamar said. "The women
of your harem have missed you sorely. Rest assured that we will
do all we can to give you the pleasure a great conqueror and
sultan deserves."

Tamar was my first woman, a gift from my mother to teach me the
pleasures of sex when I was fourteen and Tamar nineteen. She had
high cheekbones, big, brown eyes, and a rather aquiline, Arab
nose. Her hair was long, brown with blonde highlights from the
sun. I remembered how much she enjoyed sunbathing nude on the
palace roof, as evidenced by the even tan covering her body.  She
was naked except for a brief golden girdle around her waist,
barely covering her sex and butt. Her figure was fabulous - slim
waist, rounded hips, full bosom - her breasts very large, round,
somewhat pendulous, with dark, saucer-size aureoles. Her feet
were bare.

I pulled her to me, enjoying the feel of her heavy  breasts
against me. "Oh, lord, you have been away so long," she
whispered, her head on my chest.

I ran my hand down her back, over her buttocks, between her
thighs, touching the wetness of her swollen labia, she moaning
against my chest as I gently stroked her. "Clearly, you're happy
to have me back," I laughed, looking into her eyes, kissing her
deeply, our tongues meeting for a moment. As we drew apart,
Tamar's gaze moved to Amara and Ayesha and Miko. Seeing where she
was looking, I turned, my arm still around Tamar's waist, "Your
new mistress, Princess Amara, soon to be my bride, and two new
slavegirls, Ayesha and Miko." Indicating with my hand the three
should stand and disrobe. Once they removed their scarves and
cloaks, I looked at the other women of the harem, all naked or
nearly naked, and ordered the three to remove their bras and
skirts as well.

Soon all three young women were standing before me naked, proud
of their beauty, their eyes on me, three bosoms rising and
falling slowly with their breathing. With one hand still on
Tamar's waist, I gestured to Amara to approach. She fell to her
knees in front of me, looking down, then up with those big blue
eyes. "Lord, please ..." she whispered, her hands moving to my
hardening organ, the bulge it was causing obvious in the front of
my pantaloons.

"Wait," I whispered, pulling her up into my arms, then turning so
we faced the women of the harem, "Ladies of the harem, this is
your new mistress, Princess Amara. Tomorrow she shall become my
wife and the First Lady of the harem. All of you shall give to
her the respect and obedience that is her due." Then, seeing the
exchange of glances between Tamar and Amara, "And second to her
shall be Tamar, whom all (looking at Amara) ladies of the harem
must respect and obey, subject only to Princess Amara's
direction."

I was just finishing introducing Ayesha and Miko to my other
concubines when we heard the gong sound, the doors opening, a
whirlwind of flying clothing rushing through the curtains. It was
Sari discarding her outer clothes, then seeing how the others
were dressed (or undressed), disrobing entirely, before kneeling
at my feet with the words "Lord, your favorite has arrived."

Laughing, pulling her nakedness into my arms, "Yes, you are my
favorite," I chuckled. "One of many favorites." She didn't seem
to mind this apparent reduction in her status as she pressed her
naked body to me, kissing my chest.

I was standing in the middle of the main room of the harem with
Amara on one side, Tamar on the other, Sari rubbing herself
against me like a cat in heat. I introduced Sari to the other
women as another new concubine, then looked over my women.

With Amara and the three new concubines, there were now nearly a
dozen women in my harem, and they were of all races and sizes -
short, tall, plump, slim. They were all beautiful (of course),
and most with large breasts - Klaatu knew what I liked. They
varied in age from Tamar, who was thirty-one, to
fourteen-year-old Farah, who I hadn't known yet, a gift from the
Caliph to the Sultan of Basrah when Malik was on the throne, and
still a virgin.

Kneeling on my left was Emira, plump, Rubenesque, with large
breasts and broad hips. Her skin was so fine and clear it seemed
almost transparent, her eyes blue, her waist-long hair light
blonde in color. Next to her, in contrast, was olive-skinned
Elina, from Greece, with long, wavy, black hair, a lush figure,
and full, sensuous lips. The third of the girls to my left was
Suraya, a Thai princess, now my concubine. She was a beautiful
doll, less than five feet tall, with large breasts, a slim waist,
gorgeous hips, all in proportion to her tiny size. Her
almond-shaped eyes were big, and so dark as to be almost black.
Her doll-like face was framed by straight hair, black, but with a
reddish cast, parted in the middle, reaching to the middle of her
round buttocks.

Two concubines knelt to my right. Leila reminded me a little of
Carrie, in Phoenix. Her wavy, auburn hair reaching to the middle
of her back. Like Carrie, her eyes were green, flashing with
passion. Her fine skin was dusted with freckles, across her nose
and cheekbones and the top of her bosom. Her figure seemed more
voluptuous than Carrie's, with extremely large breasts and a slim
waist curving out to full, firm buttocks. Rashida was my
Abyssinian, tall, thin, her skin very dark, but clear, her
floor-length hair wavy, dark with a slight reddish cast. Like
Ayesha, her large, conical breasts and high, round, projecting
buttocks seemed to have been bolted on to her thin frame. Farah,
was farther away, to the rear of the others, kneeling, her face
pressed to the floor in submission, I guessed a little frightened
at meeting her new master.

"Lord, will you take your seat here," Tamar said, indicating a
pile of pillows. "We have wine and beer for you to enjoy while
your new concubine, Farah, presents herself to you." I told her I
would have a beer, grateful when the gold cup of frothy, cold
liquid arrived. I hadn't had a beer since I had been in this
land. I was glad Klaatu thought of it.

As Farah came forward, then knelt, presenting herself to me, I
stared at her beauty. Her long hair was a rich chestnut color,
her eyes huge as she gazed up into my face. She was only about
five feet tall, I assumed she had more growing to do, but her
body, naked except for a gold band circling her waist, was
already developing. Her breasts were small fleshy mounds, but
broad, promising to grow much larger as she matured. Her tiny,
coral pink nipples were lovely, and looked like they were already
beginning to grow hard. Her waist was slim, the vee between her
legs dusted with light chestnut down. Her buttocks were high,
round, protruding a little like so many of the women here.

"My ... my lord," Farah whispered, hesitantly, her brown eyes
looking down, then up into mine. "I am sent as a gift to ... to
the Sultan of Basrah ... to you, lord, by the great Caliph that
the pleasure my body will bring will remind you of the love and
affection the Caliph has for ... for you, lord ... for the Sultan
of Basrah."

As I looked at Farah, I couldn't help desiring her, but found the
idea of having sex with someone so young difficult to accept. She
must have seen something of what was going through my mind as she
stared into my face with those big, golden brown eyes. I touched
her cheek, she taking my hand in hers, kissing my palm, "Please
my lord," she begged. "Let me bring you pleasure. I ... my body
has been well prepared for you."

I let my hand trail down to her breast, tweaking the tiny nipple,
Farah gasping and trembling in response. Looking into her eyes,
"You're so young, but maybe ... I'll play with you a little."

Her eyes stared back into mine, then giving me a large smile,
"Thank you, lord," she whispered. "I pray you shall find pleasure
in my body."

I was sitting on a large pillow, my back supported by more
pillows, Amara on my right, Tamar and Sari on my left as I
caressed Farah, she breathing deeply, whimpering with each touch
of my hand. The extent of my arousal was obvious, my erect organ
tenting out the fabric of my pantaloons. Amara, pressing her
naked bosom to me, her hand on my erection, "Please," she
whispered. "Let us ..."

She was echoed by Tamar on my other side, her large breasts
swaying as she knelt, her fingers working to untie my sash, "Lord
Arthur, your women have been too long without you. Let us show
you how much we have missed our lord."

I wasn't sure if even with all the extra strength Klaatu had
given me I was up to doing all the women of my harem. Mentally, I
called to him telling him that I wanted enough stamina to be able
to have as much sex as I wanted with as many women as I wanted.
"And make sure they all enjoy it," I commanded.

"Of course, Arthur," he answered. "Everything will be just as you
order. Let me know if you want anything else, or any changes."

To the women, "Yes," I said. "Disrobe me that I may take my
pleasure with the women of my harem."

The cries of joy were gratifying as soft, feminine fingers
quickly slipped off my jacket, my sandals and pantaloons (Farah
voicing a small cry at the size of my organ), my turban removed
by hands from behind. I leaned back, as Amara and Tamar each
began kissing, licking my thighs, their hands on my balls and
erect, organ. "Come, kneel here," I ordered Farah, having her
come to my side so I could play with her body while taking my
pleasure with my other concubines. I didn't think I was willing 
to have sex with someone so young, but I didn't have any problem
with the idea of bringing pleasure to her with my fingers and
mouth.

I leaned back, Farah kneeling on my right, my hand caressing her,
Sari on my left, kissing me deeply, pressing her full breasts
against me so I merely needed to turn my head to lick or suck or
bite a pink nipple. Behind, were Ayesha and Miko, caressing,
kissing my forehead, rubbing their breasts against me,
occasionally bending forward to kiss me full on the lips. The
other girls had gathered round, touching, caressing each other,
aroused as they waited for the time to come when I would take my
pleasure with them.

Amara and Tamar had reached their goal now, licking my cockshaft,
licking ... sucking my balls, kissing the head, shiny with
precum. Lifting up a little, I looked down at Amara and Tamar as
they worked on me. Reaching out to Amara, I caressed her cheek,
then drew her up so her mouth was positioned over my cockhead.
"This is what you want, isn't it?" I asked, smiling.

"Oh, yes," she gasped.

"Then suck it, but share with Tamar, for she has been without too
long, and I know how well she can please me."

Her mouth opening wide, Amara took in my cock, only able to
accept about a quarter of its length, her hands stroking the
shaft, Tamar licking my balls, stroking also, while I fought back
the desire to ejaculate. I turned to Sari, she bending forward to
kiss me deeply, then to Farah, pulling her to me, forcing my
tongue into her little mouth, while Amara's mouth and tongue and
lips were working over my rigid organ. As we broke from our kiss,
I looked at Farah, her body trembling with desire. Sari was
nuzzling my neck as I ran my fingers between Farah's thighs, she
spreading her legs a little. As I caressed her damp, almost
hairless labia, Farah gasped, "Oh lord, that feels so wonderful."
Her hand mine, she pressed my fingers tighter to her, whimpering
slightly as she felt my middle finger insinuating itself between
her swollen labia.

I looked down as Amara relinquished my dick to Tamar, who,
holding it upright at the base, licked over the head and shaft,
lubricating the hard flesh even more than it already was. Moving
up slightly, she positioned her large tits over my cock, "You
have always enjoyed taking your pleasure with my breasts, as have
I lord," she said, smiling up at me. "Would you like me to give
you pleasure with my breasts?"

"Yeah, do it." Watching, I found the sight of Tamar enfolding my
cock between those huge, fleshy breasts incredibly exciting. She
began sliding my cock inside that slick tunnel of flesh, pausing
to lick and suck the tip when it popped out the top. Becoming
more and more excited, I pulled Farah to me, our mouths meeting,
our tongues tangling, I pressing my finger deeper into her tight
vagina. When I touched her maidenhead, she pulled back with a
tiny squeak of surprise and pain. I moved my finger, cupping her
sex, caressing her tiny, erect clit with my thumb, while my
middle finger sought her anus, lubricated as I guessed were those
of all the women of my harem. "Oh, that feels so good," Farah
gasped, then pressed her mouth to mine again for a long,
tongue-tangling kiss.

Breaking from the kiss, I looked down at Tamar, sliding her tits
over my cock, strings of precum leaking from the tip, sticking to
her breasts. Amara's hand was between Tamar's legs, caressing,
while Elina knelt behind Amara, licking her sex from the rear.

Feeling that familiar tightness growing in my groin, quickly
moving my hands from Farah, I grabbed Tamar, forcing her fleshy
tits tighter onto my cock. "Harder ... fuck it harder," I gasped.
"I'm gonna come." At the same time, I contacted Klaatu, ordering
that whenever I came with a woman, whether it was in her mouth or
between her tits, or however she received my semen, she would
orgasm with me.

"Oh, yes, my lord ... gladly," Tamar gasped, pressing her breasts
tighter around my cock, moving faster and faster, licking ...
briefly sucking my cockhead whenever it emerged from between her
tits. Sari, on my left, was covering my neck, my chest with
kisses licking, sucking my nipple. On my other side, Farah's
little body was half lying on my chest. I could feel her gasping
against my cheek and ear as she softly moaned, wriggling ...
rubbing herself against me.

Reaching, I grabbed Tamar's head, forcing it over my cock. "Suck
me," I commanded, "I wanna come in your mouth." Tamar looked up
at me, opening her mouth wide, licking the fat cockhead, then
pressing her mouth over it, she began moving lower and lower. She
stroked up occasionally, allowing me to feel her soft lips
sliding over the rigid length, her tongue caressing the head.
Then she was moving down again, each time descending lower, until
my full length was inside her, her lips tight around the base,
the head in her throat, the sensation incredible as she swallowed
around the thickness of my rigid organ.

This was something I had never experienced before, and, given the
size of my cock, couldn't see how it was possible. I could only
attribute it to Klaatu's miraculous powers. Leaning back, I
mentally thanked him.

Tamar was moving faster and faster now as she sensed my impending
orgasm, her lips sliding over my rigid shaft, her soft tongue
licking, caressing, rolling over my fat cockhead. Amara was
caressing my balls, the base of my cock, licking and kissing
anywhere she could find an opening for her lips and tongue. I
moved my hands back to Farah, my right hand caressing her clit,
fingering her anus, my left hand rubbing her back, her belly,
pinching her hard little nipples she panting in my ear,
whimpering ... moaning.

Then I was ready, the semen collecting at the base of my cock,
ready to explode into Tamar's warm, wet mouth. Raising my knees,
shoving my groin up, grabbing Tamar's head, stuffing even more of
my hardness into her, "Come on, suck it," I gasped. "I'm coming 
.... Now."

Suddenly, waves of thick semen were exploding out of my urethra,
splashing down Tamar's throat as moaning, she worked to swallow
the torrents of thick cum flooding her mouth. My cock vibrated to
her deep orgasmic moans as it pulsed again and again, jetting
hot, viscous semen deep into her being.

My cock still pulsing, Tamar tightened her fingers around the
base as she moved up, for a moment depriving me of her warm
mouth, and turning her head, wordlessly invited Amara to partake.
As soon as Amara's mouth closed over my cock, Tamar releasing her
hold on the base, the hot cum was again spurting into a warm
mouth, but this time into Amara's as she moaned in orgasm,
swallowing, licking, sucking as the viscous discharge spurted
again and again out of my urethra into her warm wetness.
Overcome, I crushed Farah to me, forcing my finger ever deeper
into her tight anus, my thumb rubbing faster and faster around
... over her erect clitoris, Farah whimpering, mewling as she,
too, reached her peak.

We, all four of us, were panting, Farah on my chest, Tamar and
Amara, each lying with her head on one of my thighs. My dick
relaxed a little, not as painfully erect as it was before, but
still semi-hard. I guess this was Klaatu's way of letting me do
what I wished - enjoy all the women of my harem in one day.

Leaning back against the pillows, I felt my breathing slowing.
Ayesha held the goblet before my lips, so I could take a couple
of swallows of cold beer, then she and Miko were caressing,
kissing my forehead, occasionally lightly kissing my lips.
Reaching down, Sari touched my hardening cock, stroking it
briefly, then kissed my chest, my neck, my lips. Lifting up a
little, looking into my eyes, "My lord is indeed a giant," she
whispered. I tightened my arms around her, feeling the softness
of her breasts against my chest. One hand on the back of her
head, I forced her mouth to mine. We kissed, my tongue
penetrating her mouth, caressing her tongue as our mouths and
lips and tongues worked together. We broke our kiss, Sari kissing
my face, while I licked, kissed her cheek, her ear, her neck.

Wriggling her body on top of mine, touching my now totally erect
cock with her thigh, Sari looked into my face her eyes begging.
"I suppose you think that's for you," I laughed.

Her only response was "Please ..." her eyes still begging.

I kissed her again, deeply, then shifting a little on the
pillows, pushed her back, towards my cock. "Umm," she whispered,
sliding down my body until straddling my waist, reaching between
her spread legs, she took my cock in her tiny hand. Her soft
fingers stroking briefly, she positioned my erect organ at her
entrance and slowly moved down, forcing the fat head inside
herself.

Amara and Tamar were kneeling on the floor, next to Sari, one on
each side. As Sari slowly lowered herself, forcing my cock into
her silken vagina, they caressed Sari, stroked my thighs, my
legs, kissed us both, Sari's face, mouth, bosom, me on the belly,
thighs, wherever they could reach. Farah remained on my right,
kissing my chest, breathing softly, calm after her orgasm. On my
left were Leila and Rashida, also kissing, caressing me while
Sari slowly stroked herself on me, sliding half the length of my
cock inside her vagina.

Then slowly, almost hesitantly, Sari lowered herself until the
full length of my cock was enveloped inside her velvet smooth
interior, the head against her cervix. She was breathing deeply
through her nose, her eyes nearly closed, her lips half open,
wet. She rolled her butt over me, rubbing the cockhead against
her cervix. I got the idea the girls liked that sensation, I know
I did. I reached for Sari's full breasts, brushing aside Tamar
and Amara's hands, cradling the heavy breastflesh in my hands,
teasing the pink nipples with my thumbs.

Sari's brown eyes opened, focusing on me. "Umm ... yes, lord,"
she whispered. "It's so good ... My lord's huge lance feels so
good inside me like this." Her hands came up, over mine, holding
my hands tighter to her breasts as she gasped ... moaned, all the
time rolling her butt around my cock, rubbing her cervix over the
sensitive head.

I moved my hands from her bosom to grab Sari's hips, at the same
time thrusting up, ramming hard against her cervix. "Uhh yes,
lord," she gasped. "Couch your lance in the body of your slave."
Then she was moving, sliding the velvet glove of her vagina over
my hardness, up ... down, lying on my chest, rolling those full,
heavy breasts over my chest.

I hugged her to me, kissing her cheek, her neck, kissing ...
licking her ear. Sari all the time gasping ... panting, as she
wriggled over me, rubbing her warm tight pussy over my cock as I
thrust up into her. I felt something moving over the shaft of my
cock as it slid in and out of Sari's pussy, then realized it was
Tamar's tongue and lips as she licked us while we fucked. Sari's
breaths coming faster, she lifted herself over my chest,
supporting herself with her arms, her dark eyes looking into
mine, then she was pumping ... rolling her butt over me, moving
faster and faster, fucking herself on my rigid cock.

On my right Farah, recovered from her orgasm, was licking,
kissing my ear, my cheek, my neck, anywhere her lips and tongue
could reach. On my left, Leila and Rashida were doing the same.
My hands on Sari's butt, I was guiding her as she pounded down on
my rigid cock. As I stared into her eyes, I saw the lids
fluttering ... closing, as panting she gasped, "Oh ... Oh ... OH,
my lord, it's ... IT'S COMING." Her eyes flying open, staring
into mine. I could feel the contractions beginning inside her as
she pumped down, rolling her butt, my cock fully inside her
spasming pussy.

Her vagina was tightening around me like a velvet vice, spasming
again and again, as she mashed her cervix against my cockhead.
Grabbing her buttocks, I was pumping my cock into her harder and
harder, deeper and deeper, seeking to force as much of myself
into her as possible. Thrusting up with my rigid organ through
Sari's spasming pussy, crushing my cockhead against her cervix, I
released the control I had been exercising over myself, my cock
spurting tidal waves of hot, viscous semen into Sari, coating her
cervix, filling her spasming vagina.

Sari. feeling my semen shooting into her, the vaginal convulsions
intensifying, gasped, "Yes ... oh yes, my lord ... fill your poor
slave with your seed." My cock continued spurting into her as
Sari moved through her orgasm, moaning, gasping, until she
collapsed against my chest, breathing deeply through her nose.
Her breathing slowing, she moved against me, kissing ... licking
my chest, my neck. "Umm ... thank you lord," she whispered.
Lifting up a little, looking into my eyes, wriggling a little, my
cock still inside her.

I leaned back, breathing hard, Sari lying on my chest, her arms
gently embracing me. Miko handed me a goblet of beer, I
swallowing the cold liquid, draining the cup, while I stroked
Sari's back. Lifting up her head, "Oh, lord, that was so
wonderful," lifting up a little to kiss me lightly on the lips.

"Lord, the sun is setting," Tamar said. "Would my lord care to
sup now?"

I told her I would, since breakfast having eaten only a small
lunch while on the move with the caravan. Soon a feast of many
dishes was brought up from the kitchens. Curries, meat,
vegetables, bread, wine, fruit, placed on the small tables
scattered throughout the main room of the harem. We feasted, the
girls playing at spilling food and wine on me or various parts of
each others' bodies, then taking turns licking it off.

Giggling, Tamar held her big breasts together while Ayesha filled
the fleshy chasm between with sweet wine, then did the same with
Miko's big tits. The girls giggling even more as I lapped up the
sweet liquid, tickling, their giggles turning to moans and gasps
of pleasure as my hands and mouth migrated to their hardening
nipples.

The rest of the evening was spent achieving my goal of pleasing
all my concubines in one night. Some scenes of that pleasant
experience:

Leila and Rashida, kneeling before me as I alternated between
each girl and the two orifices offered by each. Then Emira was
lying on the floor, pouring oil over her breasts, I knelt over
her torso as she enveloped my erection in the chasm between her
fleshy breasts. I stroking, rubbing, mauling her breasts ... her
nipples until finally I was coming, ejaculating waves of viscous
cum over her tits.

Next, lying on the floor, I had Miko straddle me, fucking herself
on my still hard cock while Ayesha straddled my head, her pussy
presented to my mouth and tongue. When Miko crawled off me, her
orgasm completed, they changed positions, but now with Ayesha
facing away from me - I think it's called the reverse cowgirl
position - and with my cock in her anus. Finally after coming in
Ayesha's ass and bringing off Miko again, this time with my
mouth, I rested, pouring draft after draft of cold beer down my
throat.

The girls, concerned about my strength, kept me lying on my back
while Elina sucked me hard again. I was planning on having her
mount me, but her thick lips felt so good sliding over my shaft
that I reached out, holding her head to me as I fucked up into
her mouth. With the head of my cock banging against the back of
her throat, I ejaculated into her, my semen jetting into her as
she worked to swallow the waves of cum pouring into her sweet
mouth.

No sooner had Elina brought me and herself to orgasm than Suraya
knelt at my waist, using her mouth and hands to make me hard
again. As she climbed on me, impaling herself on my rigid organ,
"Lord, your poor concubines have been deprived of your presence
too long, and of our lord's beautiful lance" she whispered. Then
slowly descended, pausing occasionally to catch her breath,
stroking up, before moving down again lower and lower until my
cockhead was butting her cervix, about two-thirds of my length
encompassed inside her tiny, tight vagina.

I was amazed at seeing my huge cock moving inside Suraya's tiny
body, and incredibly excited by the sight. My cock was so big, so
thick, that seeing her slowly sliding up and down its hard, thick
length it seemed I should be able to see her belly, her abdomen
swelling, shrinking with the movement inside her. But I couldn't
really see anything, other than the movement of Suraya's lower
lips as she slid up and down on me.

I found the sensation of my cock forcing apart the slick walls of
Suraya's extremely tight vagina incredibly exciting. It was clear
Suraya did too, gasping ... moaning as she moved over me, rubbing
her cervix on my fat cockhead. Then she was moving faster,
pistoning herself up and down on my cock, gasping, whimpering as
she stroked her pussy over my hard cock, halting, rubbing her
cervix on the head, then pumping up before descending again.
Pushing herself on me as hard as she could, there was always part
of the length of my long shaft she was unable to take inside
herself.

Then she surprised me as, stroking up, she raised herself on her
knees, her pussy pulling off me with a lascivious sucking sound.
Bending forward, canting her hips, she reached between her legs,
holding the shaft of my cock in her fingers, positioned the fat
head at her anal hole, then slowly began lowering herself,
forcing my cockhead into the excruciating tightness of her anal
sphincter.

"Suraya, you don't need to," I said, reaching out to her,
touching her shoulders, her arms, caressing the firm breasts.

"Lord, it is for you, for your pleasure, and ... and for mine,
too," smiling at me, before her face took on a concentrated look,
almost a grimace, as she lowered her body onto me, forcing my
cock deeper and deeper into her tight anus. The sensations
excruciating, almost painful, as she slowly lowered herself onto
me, taking about a third of my length inside her, my rigid organ
tight inside the vice-like grip of Suraya's tiny rectum. Then
gasping, Suraya stroked up, before plunging down again, moaning,
taking even more of me inside of her tight asshole.

Three more such strokes, and Suraya had the full length of my
hard cock embedded inside her. She paused, moaning, her eyes full
of lust, staring down at me, "Oh my lord's great lance fills me
so," she gasped.

Even with all I had done that day, still incredibly aroused by
the sight of Suraya's small body skewered on my cock, I pulled
her down to me, her breasts tight against my chest as I moved my
hips stroking my rigid organ inside her. Suraya grunting and
gasping, whimpering and moaning in mixed pleasure and pain as I
fucked into her tight asshole.

Then, her hands on my chest, lifting herself a little, Suraya was
working her body in sync with mine, pumping her butt up and down,
back and forth as I pistoned my cock deep inside her tight
rectum. Finally, "Aargh, oh ... Oh ... OH ... MY LORD," she
gasped, pressing down against me, the spasms moving through her
body squeezing my cock tight in her ass as the beautiful young
Asian was overcome by an intense anal orgasm. The sensation of
the muscles of her rectum spasming over my cock was too much to
resist as I too was coming, jetting waves of thick cum into
Suraya's tight, spasming rectum, before falling back, exhausted.

As Suraya collapsed onto my chest, her eyelids fluttering closed,
I gulped from the goblet of cold beer held to my lips by Tamar.
Stroking Suraya's hair as she lay on my chest, I looked at my
women scattered about the room, some nearly sleeping, all with
the look of sublime sexual satisfaction on their faces.

It was late now, the room lit by oil lamps. Through the lattice
covered windows I could see outside the dark of night relieved a
little by bright moonlight. It was hard to believe that in this
one night I had satisfied all eleven women of my harem, thanks to
Klaatu and the reward that strange being had granted me. Gently
moving Suraya from my chest, I stood, summoning Sari and Amara to
me.

"It is time we retire to our bedchamber," I said to Amara, "For
tomorrow we shall wed."

"Yes, my lord," she replied, smiling, her blue eyes bright, "And
I shall be happy to have Sari, your favorite, join us on our
wedding eve."

Moving from one to the other, some sleeping or half asleep, I
gently kissed each of my concubines. Farah still looking
disappointed at being the only virgin in my harem, but even
though I knew it would be all right to take her, Klaatu would
make it all right even if it wasn't, it still wasn't something I
was willing to do, no matter how much I wanted her. Kissing all
my concubines good night, taking Sari and Amara with me, I
retired to my bedchamber.

The next day I wed Amara and she was crowned my queen. That
night, our wedding night, alone with my bride in the royal
bedchamber, I found that Amara believed that as my wife she would
be needing regular spankings to ensure her obedience. A task I
didn't find difficult. After spanking her trim bottom, then
lovemaking, she insisted on having Sari and Tamar join us. Not
the kind of wedding night I ever expected, but certainly not one
I objected to.

I spent a little less than two months in my little sultanate. My
days were spent reorganizing my kingdom and army, meting out
justice, making sure Marik's collaborators were found and either
won over to become my loyal subjects or dealt with either through
exile or imprisonment. My evenings, were spent with my queen and
concubines. Finally, almost reluctantly, I determined it was time
to return to the real world.

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