Harem Girl

Harem Girl

    I have been a house servant since I was a teenage girl. Having reached adulthood I aspire to serve as an Amazon warrior in our army. However, today I have been summoned before the queen to be inducted into her harem. The two women lead me holding my arms tightly in their steely grip. The hallway is cold and dark as I walk barefoot down the hard cobble stone floor. I am naked, save for a loin cloth covers my womanhood. My nipples tingle in the dank castle air. I tremble with fear mixed with excitement.
    Passing through the heavy wooden doors I am led into the queen’s bedchambers. I have always admired the queen’s beauty. She resembles an ancient Greek statue of Helen of Troy, as she lies in a large bed wearing only a sheer transparent camisole, through which I see the outline of her black lace panties.
    First I will have to be prepared. The two guards lead me to a tub beside the bed. One of them tugs gently on the string which holds my loin cloth on, and pull it off, scrapping against my loin. Her name is Aster and she helps me into the tub. I feel the warm water encapsulate my body. The other guard, Beth, works the soapy wash cloth between my legs, as Aster washes my torso and breasts. I feel a familiar warmth emanate from my loins. I feel like kissing Aster but resist out of embarrassment from the queen who watches.
    Aster has me lift my backside up as she washes my derriere. I blush as Aster reaches in my womanhood and runs the rag around my tiny erect nub of flesh. I sigh and the queen smiles at me. I smile back at her. Aster helps me out of the bath and Beth slaps my buns lightly.
    Now it is time for the inspection. Aster leads me to the wall and has me spread my legs and place my hands on the wall above my head. Then she explores every nook and cranny of my body and even inserts her finger in my rear passage. Afterward the queen has me do an exotic dance for her and the two guards. It is the most humiliating yet exciting experience I had ever had, as I bend over to gyrate my hips and do the belly dance I learned as a teenager, but with a new twist.        
    Finally the queen motions for me to approach
her. I have butterflies in my stomach as I walk up to her. She pulls me over her lap with my derriere arched upward and spanks me with her hand. I feel heat in my posterior as the slaps increase in intensity. Then I am dripping between her legs. I can smell my animal musk fill the room. I know it must excite the queen as well. I ask, “Is my queen pleased with her slave?”
    She says, “Yes, your bottom marks well. You will make a good girl for my harem. However, since you are so beautiful, I wish you also to serve the others in the harem. You must bring them pleasure as you do me to keep them in a state of heat for me.” I reply, “Nothing pleases me more than to serve my beautiful queen.”
    She says, “Now I wish you to please me. You know what to do.” I rise from her lap and kneel between her legs. I slip her camisole off and she raises her hips. I slip her panties down from her hips and gently stroke her inner thighs. She is dripping on the bed sheet. I wipe her woman hood with a bed sheet and with my fingers gently spread her flower apart. I lap her sex like a kitten licking milk from a bowl. The queen's body shakes violently as she climaxes with a deep guttural moan. I bite into her tiny nub of flesh as she reaches the pinnacle of her ecstasy and grasps my long hair pressing my lips hard against her sex.
    Afterward, I massage her and she sends me away to begin my new life as a harem girl. I never want to return to my old life. I have transcended my fears and reached the point of ecstasy from which there is no return.