Harem Girl

The auction house came to an abrupt halt. A girl for sale had refused to be sold so she attacked a guard. No woman had ever dared to raise her voice a man before. Men in the crowd shouted angrily while their women spoke to one another behind their hands. Two men seized the girl by her arms, pulling her off stage. She did not go quietly. “I am no man’s property!” she shouted angrily. Several Lords in the West had already forced her into the streets for disobedience. Because she still had her virginity at the age of twenty one, she was to be sold for a high price. One man who stood in the balconies smiled. He had an interest in this girl. After being in his possession, the wild ones became tamer.

The girl was taken back to the harem where the other girls were. Each one of them would be sold tonight. Things did not look so certain for them now. Sabiana, the rebellious one, sat on a stool in a dark corner. Other girls, some as young as fifteen, approached her with wine and figs, in hopes of making friends with her. All offers were silently refused. The older women, seen as mothers of the harem, tried to speak with Sabiana. All she could think about was finding a way out of this place.

Two guards entered, followed by a Lord. His eyes scanned the room to find the girl from the auction. “Where is the rebel?” he asked in a deep, smooth voice. Many of the younger girls flocked to him, bowing at his feet and kissing the floor. Sabiana glared at this man.

“She is over in the corner. Her name is Sabiana and she has been expelled from three lords. Why do you want that one, Lord Remas?” a guard inquired. He looked over all the girls who bowed before him, not wanting any of them. Only the untamed ones appealed to him.

“I enjoy the disobedient ones. Breaking her spirit will be fun for me,” Lord Remas replied with a smile. He pointed to the girl in the corner, telling the harem mothers to clean her and have her in his chambers soon. Three of the elder women pulled Sabiana to the baths, stripping her of the rags she wore. She was pushed into a large marble tub filled with clean warm water. Sabiana had never seen her cinnamon skin look so clean after being rubbed with sweet smelling soaps and oils. Even her hair was scrubbed with soaps. She still hated being treated like an object, so she shouted obscene things at the women. The guards stood at the doors, making it impossible for any chance of escape.
Once the bath was over, Sabiana was drenched in warm water once again. The women braided her long black hair while dressing her in a red silk skirt that barely stayed over her hips.

She was given a matching top that had little silk ties in front, but flesh could be seen. A flower was placed at the end of the braid and Sabiana was handed over to the guards. They took her to a large palace, straight to a private chamber. A bed with black silk sat under a window. A long table had been put near a door to the balcony overlooking the city. Several plates had delicious smelling foods on them. Bottles of different wines were also there. Near the table sat a large chair that looked as though it had been overfilled with padding. “Lord Remas says you may eat and drink what you please. He shall be here soon,” said Hakim, the guard.

Cautiously, Sabiana entered the room. Soft carpet cushioned her every step to the table. Both guards watched her carefully select a single date and small piece of roast goose. With a bottle or red wine in hand, she settled into the large chair. A few strands of hair fell and framed her face. “Tell me, has the Lord of this Manor brought me here or was I purchased? She asked, sipping the wine

“Bought,” Hakim replied. The massive doors parted and another man walked in. He was dressed like a sultan. He had a short, dark ponytail on top of his partially shaved head. Though his breeches looked exquisite, he wore no shirt. Only a vest covered his tan chest. Despite his jet black hair, he had soft green eyes. He towered over Sabiana in height and weight.

“Slaves bow when their master enters the room,” he said. Her mind was not on the rules other women followed. She did not bend; rather she saw an open door for her escape. Without hesitation, Sabiana sprinted for the door, only to have the Lord grab her hair. He threw her into the soft chair with blazing eyes. As punishment, she was slapped across the face, splitting her bottom lip. The guards quickly tied her ankles and wrists to stop her from running again. “That was the WRONG thing to do!”

The guards were sent away and told to lock the chamber doors all night. An ottoman was placed in front of Sabiana. She feared this man, but he was also handsome so she wanted to see him. “Why must you treat me like an animal that is beaten? I ran because I fear you. Many masters before you have beaten me, left me for dead and attempted to rape me,” she explained, pulling her knees to her chest.

“My name is Lord Remas Opus Moondagger and you now belong to me. I bought you in spite of your poor behavior in the auction house. Most men would not want you since you are older then most slaves. I bought you because I plan to tame you,” he said. Lord Remas removed the ropes from around her wrists so she could continue eating. Sabiana used her silken shirt to wipe the blood from her lip. For the first time ever, she feared a man. “Tonight, you shall learn about serving a master. Whatever I tell you to do, you will do. If you should disobey me, I will punish you. I’ve already had to do it once and clearly you did not enjoy it.”

“What will you make me do?” she asked.

“Anything I want you to do. It could be as simple as bathing me or as much as any sexual desire I ask for,” he replied, gently pulling some of the silk strings on her top. Sabiana immediately moved her hands to cover herself. Lord Remas gripped her wrists and pinned them to the chair. She whimpered in pain, knowing she’d disobeyed. After a minute, he let go and ripped the silk top off. He smiled devilishly as she tried to hide herself from him. Sabiana felt the ropes around her ankles being untied and wished she had been bought by another master. Her virginity was now in question. Gently, he lifted her up from the chair, letting the skirt pool at her feet.

Lord Remas led her to his large bed, ordering her to sit down. He tossed his vest onto the chair. “Please, do not make me do anything. I wish to retain my virginity,” she begged. Her words fell upon deaf ears. He sat on the bed next to her and placed her naked body between his legs. Sabiana became highly confused. His rough hands firmly held her breasts, weighing each one. A satisfied and contented moan passed her ears. Lord Remas was pleased with her small breasts. His fingers twisted each nipple, making it harden. Sabiana found it hard to keep silent.

“Tell me about your past master,” Lord Remas purred, sucking on her neck.

“He was a cruel master who beat us. I was the only one who refused to give him sexual favors. He was a large man, eating all day and night. I feared I’d be crushed by his weight. After trying to run away, he tied a heavy rope about my waist and let me hang from a tree for days without food,” Sabiana began, moaning periodically. Lord Remas had begun to stroke her most private opening. It made her feel warm and her hips swayed ever so gently. He took note of what made her moan louder and pushed a finger inside of her. Sabiana jumped and leaned her head back onto her Lord’s shoulder. Another finger entered her but she did not resist it. “Lord Remas…what are you doing?”

“I am seducing you. While most men would just rape you, I am being gentle. Not all masters rape their slaves, Sabiana” he explained, kissing her shoulder. She gasped, now aware of what was going on. When she wrenched herself free from his grip, he did not go after her. “You did not complain when I was pleasuring you, why do you flee from my touch now?”

“I did not know you wanted me to sleep with you. My virginity is the reason men have bought me for such a high price! I am nothing more than a harem girl to them. If you wish me to be a slave, I will bathe you. I will clean for you and cook. Speak nothing to me about sex unless you feel love for me,” Sabiana growled, reaching for her clothing. Lord Remas rose from his bed and in one swift stride, crossed the room. He seized her arms before carrying her back to the bed. She found herself pinned beneath him.

“My slave, you are but a slave. I am one of the kindest masters around. If you were with my friend Lord D’Argo, you would have been murdered for trying to escape. He has no mercy for his slaves. I bought you because you are the most beautiful girl in the auction. You belong to me!” he hissed in her ear. Lord Remas stood up, removing his belt and breeches. Sabiana pulled the silk sheets to cover herself. A punishment was in order now. He ripped the sheets from her grip, violently pulling up her. “What have I told you? I OWN YOU!”