White Delights
Copyright© 2010 by Charm Brights
Chapter 28: An Offer
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 28: An Offer - 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
"Something has been worrying me," said Diana as they settled companionably down to some excellent coffee after dinner.
"Worrying you?" asked the Emir.
"Tell me honestly, why are we here?" asked Diana, "Are you intending to kidnap us and sell us as slaves, or to keep one of us as a concubine in your harem, or are we such scintillating wits that you want us as court jesters?"
"How much would you fetch as slaves, do you think?" countered the Emir.
"Well, not much for a thirty-five year old widow, but Susan is a sixteen year old white virgin. They fetch quite a high price I believe," said Diana dryly.
'If you only knew how eagerly the woman you still think of as your little virgin child jammed herself on to my prick, ' he thought, but he merely answered, "I liked you, and Susan seemed to be still inseparable from you."
"And?"
"And I would like to have you in my harem, if you think you would like the life here," said the Emir quietly.
"As a concubine?" she persisted.
"As a wife, if it works out, but it is early days yet. We haven't even kissed properly since you arrived here," he pointed out.
"That omission could quickly be rectified," she said, "Shall I come to your bed tonight? Only one condition, Susan mustn't know until we decide whether it's going to be permanent."
"Isn't this all a little sudden?" the Emir asked.
"When a very rich man is polite and very attentive to a widow who is, by comparison, penniless, then he usually wants only one thing. In your case I wondered if it was Susan that you wanted, rather than me, but you haven't shown the slightest inclination in that direction. The decision about whether to let you take me to bed was more or less made after you left on the night Susan went to her friend's birthday party, and it was confirmed when I accepted your invitation for this holiday and discovered you had laid on a private jumbo jet to fly us out here. So, I'll share your bed for as long as you want me if you'll keep me in this style," she waved her hand round the sitting room, "I will never love you; that is reserved for Andrew, my late husband. I miss a man's attentions and I will be your woman in every other sense; I can be very hot in bed, I'm told. What we do about Susan can be decided later, but I won't let her become a slave to be sold to the highest bidder."
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