White Delights
Copyright© 2010 by Charm Brights
Chapter 25: Arrival
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 25: Arrival - The Emir has decided to add to his harem. He finds a concubine in Paris, but she isn't what he wants. The Irish discovery is very much to his taste, but she draws the line at sharing him with a harem of "whatevers". In Australia he is comprehensively insulted and takes his revenge by having the woman enslaved and sold. In England, a young widow and her daughter take his fancy and both enjoy all the bedroom delights he can dream up. The author’s favourite Delights novel.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Blackmail Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Historical Incest Mother Son Daughter BDSM DomSub MaleDom Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial First Oral Sex Anal Sex Petting Caution Violence
The clothes worn by the women in the Golden Palace harem were very revealing, but not surprising when Diana thought about it.
"If your Highnesses will come this way," said the corpulent negro with a suspiciously high-pitched voice who had met them from the inevitable Rolls-Royce.
The suites to which they were shown by the corpulent negro were sumptuous. Diana was surprised, and pleased, that they actually had one each. There seemed only to be four such suites in the harem, and the rest of the women seemed to sleep in more-or-less boarding school style dormitories. Extremely luxurious and well-appointed, but nonetheless dormitories.
Turning to their guide, Diana said, "And what do we call you?"
"Highness, I am the Chief Eunuch to the His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever. The permanent residents of this harem generally call me Master, though I have no doubt there are other terms used when I am not present. Since you are honoured guests, it will not be necessary to call me anything. All you need to do is ask aloud for anything you want and I, or any of my staff will oblige."
"Chief Eunuch? Are all the men here..."
"Any apparent man you see in the harem, except for the Emir himself, may he live for ever, is a eunuch," said a pleasant woman's voice behind her, "You must be Mrs. the Honourable Diana Featherstone. I am the Dowager Princess Zubeydeh, mother of the Emir. Here I am called Zub by my friends."
Diana knew her etiquette and curtseyed, "Your Royal Highness."
Susan also made a surprised and shy curtsey.
"Stop that nonsense," was the slightly disconcerting response, "I was Amelia Smith, a country doctor's daughter until I was seduced, impregnated and married, in that order, by the Emir's late father. Nobody has the word Royal in any title here. Just call me Zub like everyone else and in return I'll call you Diana. I see they have given you and Susan the wives' suites. You must be in high favour. Is one or other of you going to marry my son?"
Diana felt at once that this was a woman in whom she could confide, "I was wondering the same thing myself. David and ... sorry ... the Emir and I are on good terms, but I think his interest in my daughter was a way of reaching me. I've seen no sign of any interest in her on his part, other than her show jumping."
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