Chapter 2

Josh followed Maya as she led him to her room in the princess brides’ quarters. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her delicious figure, and her magnificent rear end as it wiggled beneath her short white skirt. He’d managed to control his erections so far, but the thought that his penis would soon be inside her body sent his blood pumping. He dragged his eyes from her bouncing butt and looked around. The royal palace was incredibly opulent, with massive high ceilings, and all kinds of stone, marble, gold, statues and works of art. Some of the stone had a bluey-tint; a rare, exotic stone found only around the Blue City desert.

There seemed to be no other people around in the female-only section, but now and then voices echoed from parts unknown.

After some twists and turns, they took some multi-colored steps that led up a spiral staircase to a higher floor. They reached the top landing and entered a narrow-stone corridor with a low ceiling and multiple doors. These were the princess brides’ bedrooms, and each door had a name on it. Maya opened an unlocked door at the end. Josh followed and took a few steps inside. The rectangular room was about 15 feet by 12. It smelled of a sweet, burning incense. On one side, dulled light filtered through long shuttered windows. There were handmade paintings, drawings and pencil sketches all around the walls. Of birds, animals, deserts, sunsets, sunrises and people. Maya’s bed was in one corner. On the opposite wall there was a study desk and a small glass-topped table with two chairs. On the table was a traditional Muskatanian teapot on a heating element. There were two ceramic cups. He heard the door close behind him. He turned around. Maya leaned against the door with her hands behind her back. She raised a knee and placed a bare foot against the door. They stared at each other. The girl was stunningly gorgeous. Seconds ticked by.

For his appointment today, Josh wore an expensive black dress shirt, khaki pants, designer leather shoes and an exclusive TAG Heuer watch.

She said, “What do you think of me?”

Josh stood five feet from the princess bride. “I hear that one day, you may be Queen.”

“If God wills it.”

“You speak good English.”

“I speak four languages. We have excellent tutors.”

He gestured to the walls. “You’re the artist?”

Maya ignored his question. “What do you think of me?”

“I haven’t decided yet.”

Maya stared at him for a few seconds. “Tea?” She didn’t wait for a reply but stepped around him to the table. “Please take a seat.” Her hands trembled as she poured from the pot.

“Thank you.” Josh placed his phone on the table as he sipped the sweet, black liquid. He was

glad to sit, as his erection bulge had become obvious. He’d seen Maya glance down to it a couple of times. She sipped her tea with shaky hands. Josh tried to keep his eyes from her breasts that were outlined beneath her halter top. He guessed they were a C-cup, give-or-take. Her nipples had become noticeably darker as they pushed through the fabric.

The table was small, and they sat close. Maya put down her shaky cup. It clinked on the glass top. Josh took her hand in his. “You’re trembling.”

“This is my first-time sexing with a boy.”

Josh lay her forearm on the table, palm up. He stroked her light caramel skin with the tips of his fingers. He studied the lines on her hand.

“Can you see my future?”

Josh put on a serious face. “Next week, you will marry a prince.”

Maya gave him fake, surprised expression. “You’re good.”

“I usually charge a fee.”

Maya smiled – the first time he’d seen her smile properly. She had perfect teeth. She said, “I want to know about your experience with girls, and how many you have known.”

Josh held her forearm vertically, their elbows on the glass top. He interlocked her fingers with his. “I’ve been to many countries around the world, where I’ve had opportunities with girls; much more than if I’d stayed in Canada.”

“You had sexing with these girls?”

“Some.”

“And now – you have sexing with the nanny in your diplomat house?”

Josh nodded. “Neena.” He took another sip of tea.

Maya thought about his admission, then said, “You do a lot of sexing for a boy of 15.”

Josh sipped his tea again.

“And now, you will have sexing with 12 princess brides.”

Josh nodded. “And you have experience with the boys of the royal family?”

“Younger boys, 12 and less. It’s tradition that the princess brides help to take care of them.

“How old is the prince you are marry...”

“30.”

“Does he have...”

“He has three wives, and I will be his fourth.”

“Have you met him?”

Maya shook her head to say no.

Josh said nothing.

“You disapprove?”

“Muskatan is different to Canada.”

“What do you think of me?”

Josh studied her face again. “I think you have poise.”

“Poise? What is this?”

“You are graceful.”

Maya didn’t respond. She stared at him with her big brown eyes. Josh added, “And you have a nice belly-button.”

It took Maya a second to realize what he was referring to. Her free hand went to her navel. She looked down. She looked up. “My belly-button?”

“It’s cute.”

Maya laughed, and threw her head back a little. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

There was a moment of silence between them, then Josh asked, “What do you think of me being here with you, and soon, with the other princess brides?”

Maya didn’t hesitate. “We have faith in the matriarchs. It is not our place to question, it is our place to obey. They know what is best for the princess brides, and for future of Muskatan, and its people.”

Josh released her fingers. He removed his Tag Heuer watch and placed it on the table. Then he reached down and removed his shoes. “Stand up.”

Maya obeyed. Josh pulled her close and put his hands to the small of her back. “Do you kiss?”

“I kiss the other princess brides.”

Josh was a little taken aback. “You do?”

“Of course – they are beautiful – and we sleep together sometimes.”

Josh thought about her revelation and realized that of course, the girls would be close and sensual with each other.

They kissed, and Maya’s tongue was soon dancing with his. She smelled and tasted as delightfully exotic as she looked. Josh’s intense erection bulge pressed against her. He caressed her butt through her skirt.