Harem of the heart (M)

[Cfavano]

he King walks into his palace. He has had a hard day of hunting. He gets changed into his regal attire, and strides through the halls of his home with poise, his cane claking against the hard marble floor. He walks into the chambers of his harem girls. Music greets his ear and the sound of running water from the large marble fountain of perfumed water in the center of the room. The large room has small pools of water ranging from hot, to ice cold, and tables laden with fruit and wine, cushions piled in many places. The air is sweet with the scent of perfume and incense, and many floral arrangements are scattered around the room. Beautiful silk tapestries adorn the walls, depicting glorious scenes from the King's life. He taps his cane once on the marble, announcing his entrance. "I'm home, ladies."

[LilyDiana]

Amaya curls up in the corner, ignoring the many cushions, the temptation of food and wine, and the call of the trickling water. She has only been here a few days, and she hates it. She hates it with a fiery passion. She had been sold to the king when her fiance had died in a war far away. A war this king had wanted. There had been nothing left for her, her father said, and sold her for a handful of gold. Not a day goes by that she doesn't think of the home she could have had with John, who had been her friend and childhood sweetheart. And now this. Amaya pulls her sheer white skirt over her legs in an attempt to hide herself, to just blend in with the marble wall. She ignores the kings announcement, turning her face to the wall.

[BurningSun22]

[align=left]All the women were inside the bath house, waiting for their master/lover/husband. Whatever you wanted to call him, he was the center of all of their universe. There was no other being and higher entity than Samuel. He had captured all of their hearts as well as their bodies. In fact, as of right now one of them was pregnant. Swelled to the brim with his seed. It was only a matter of time before the others' bellies blew up as well. But for now things went on as normal. Samuel was a busy man and came only when he could. That was why all the wives fought for his attention when he came. Always trying to stand out from the rest. There were inner rivalries as well as understandings and allies. Although, that never stopped the drama or the fights. It was always a lively day. All the girls were currently doing their own thing. A few chatting here or there. Some bathing. But the knock of the familiar cane on the floor and the sensuous voice had them all running.


Monoke, the pregnant one with the swelled belly, was the first to make it to her master's side. She was the newest, and youngest. Barely legal and already knocked up, also the favorite. Her hair was in pig-tails and her neatly cut chestnut brown bangs covered her emerald eyes.There was a blush to her cheeks. "Hello. The baby is very strong. I can feel it. Want to touch?", she asked in a meek voice.

Rayna, the romani, was the next to appear. She came out of no where like usual and carried herself in her normal elegant poise. "Master.", she said with a slight bow of her head. Her voice thick with a Yugoslavian accent. She rightfully took his place on his left side, gently caressing his cheek and planting a soft kiss on his cheek.

Leila, the woman who appeared to look like a goddess, was just like Rayna, except less refined and more graceful. She came right up to his right side and glared at Rayna. The dark skinned one was her biggest rival. Leila rested her head on Samuel's shoulder and cooed into his ear. "It has been so long since you last visited. Can I take away any stress of the day, my handsome man?, she then lifted her long, slender hand, and with one finger traced circles on his chest.

Xyros, was the next to show up. She stood off to the side like normal. Unlike the other blonde, Leila, she respected her master's space and only came when summoned. Xyros was respectful and reserved, although she could be quite the tease. "How art thou?", she asked in a quick and curt manner.

Roxy, crawled on all fours to her master. She was the wild child of the group, always going to the extremes. She peered up at Samuel with lustful pools of amber. "Have you come to have your way with me again?", she asked in her low raspy, yet sexy voice. Then she placed a kiss on each of his booted feet.

The last wife to show up, which was actually the first to marry Samuel and to capture his heart, was Myra. She slowly and deliberately sauntered over to her lover. Gently swaying her hips in the way a dancer does, moving freely as she came up behind him. Of course he could not see her, but the other women could. Their eyes instantly being striked with fear and caution. Even though Myra was no longer his favorite, she still held the role of being the authoritative figure and to having first claims to Samuel. It was just rightfully so, since she had helped create the Harem in the first place. The Harem was like a Lion Pride, and she was the top lioness. All knew not to cross her. "Back away.", she said in a stern tone, but of course only to the women. They all cautiously moved away from Samuel so she could finish making her way to him. Of course the only one immune to Myra's orders was Monoke, she was the favorite one after all. The favorite was always untouchable from Myra, Samuel saw to that.
Now that there was space for her to latch onto her man. She came up from behind him and pressed her womanly curves into his backside. And slowly she wrapped her arms around the front of him. "Hello Sam, my dear. How I have missed you.", she said in her lilted voice as she gently kiss then bit his neck.[/align]

[HawthorneSword2]

Crystal stood near the door silently watching the King, her face becoming red from embarrassment. "Welcome home..." She smiled meekly brushing the hair out of her eyes. Crys closed the door and walked around him, trying to avoid any unneeded confrontation. "How was your travels..." She looked up at him from the couch she was sitting on, while hugging a pillow. Crystal looked over at Amaya wondering why she was acting like this, both of them were new but at least they were away from famine and killers. That's all that mattered to Crys at the moment.

[LittleLionFire]

Today was Leona's birthday. Her birthday present? Being in a king's harem. Alot of girls would love to be in one, with the expensive clothing, scents, food everlasting, wonderfu baths, and such. But of course, she was not 'alot of girls'. She hated being a servant, slave, or harem girl. But her last owner had died. He had died to soon too. He was going to free her. Give her a little piece of land, a dower, some cattle, sheep, and seeds, as well as food and coin. She had worked hard for him, and he had appreciated it. Not sexual working, but physical. And instead, along comes these soldiers who snatch her up when she was walking down the road, her free sentence on paper. They had left the paper, not seeing it, and had not listened to her. Now they were leading her up to the king's harem. Their feet were clanking on the stairs. They knocked on the door. She tried again to free herself, but they held on fast, smirking.

[OniIgnasha]

Layla had been bathing when Samuel had come into the large room that served as housing for all of the girls. Her head lifted and her red eyes darted his way, but she did not move. She was fairly new, but not the newest, but she was quick to learn the inner workings of the harem. She knew who went to their master first, who took over and how things would play out. So she simply waited until the others had claimed Samuel, then she rose herself from a warm pool, allowing the water to cascade down her body as she stepped out. She sauntered over to the man with a light smile on her face, stopping a few respectful paces away, knowing the boundaries that were drawn when then girls latched onto him. "Welcome home, Master. I'm pleased that you have returned home safely." She said to him, curtseying, even though she had no clothing on to complete the gesture. Layla was a respectful woman, though she could be crafty since she had the power of visions. She could see into the future, though it only happened upon contact with someone, and she did her best to avoid touching the other girls too much. She really did not want to see them with Samuel all the time.

A woman came up to the others, a sly grin on her face and her blue eyes locked onto just Samuel. She had come into the group quite a while ago and although she knew the order and how things were supposed to be run, she did not really follow the rules. She was a rebel and she had just one goal, to become the favorite. Even risking retaliation from the woman who held the most respect, who was her rival for obvious reasons, she walked right up to Samuel and pressed her lips to his in a strong passionate kiss. She kept her body away from his, Amowen avoiding the hands around Samuel that could easily grab or push her should they get their hands on her. She completely ignored the girls in the room that showed no interest in the king at all, they were not her competition. She needed only worry about the women who wanted his attention. She would not let anything stand in her way. She would be the favorite even if she had to some how get the others out of the picture. "Welcome home, Master." She purred as she broke the kiss, looking into his eyes and keeping their faces close to one another. She wanted him to see only her. "I'm pregnant." She said in a low whisper so that only he would hear it.

[LilyDiana]

Amaya watched the girls fawn all over the king, a look of disgust on her face. How could they act like this? Apparently, they'd never known the love of a man who loved only one woman, her. There was nothing that would compare to that, not all the nice clothes, perfumes, pillows and food in the world could make up for it. Amaya toyed with a chain of gold around her neck, easily breakable, though it would not set her free. Chains were chains, whatever they were made of. She closed her eyes to the girls' begging, choosing to ignore them once more.

[Cfavano]

Samuel smiles at all the attention he is receiving. When Amowen came up to him and kisses him, and then told him the good news, a great smile spread across his face. "That is wonderful news Amowen." He raises his voice. "Did you hear that, girls? Amowen is with child too, guess that means you gotta step up your game." He breaks from Myra's embrace and turns around to kiss her, his body brushing against hers. He kisses her passionately, his tongue dancing in her mouth. At this time, the guards came in with the new girl. "Ah, a new girl has arrive, go show her the ropes, Myra." He slaps her hard on the bottom to get her moving. He then move on to Monoke, getting behind her, one hand caressing her belly. "Yes, strong like it's father, and energetic like it's mother." He kisses her neck, and nibbles her ear. He then moves on to Layla. "How are you doing, darling?" He embraces her, wrapping his arms around her, and firmly grabbing her behind, and then tongue kissing her as well. he then walked to Crystal, and kisses her as well, and then pinches her rump. He caresses her cheek. "They were fun, thank you." After her, he moves on to Roxy. "Maybe I will, it depends on how badly you want it." He kisses her passionately as well, squeezing her bosom with both of his hands. He then goes to Leila and caresses her alabaster skin and kisses her neck as his hands explore her body. "You might get the chance, my love." He goes to Rayna and strokes her hair. "My you look lovely today, Rayna." He kisses her on the mouth. He approaces Xyros. "So respectful, you need to loosed up Xyros." He wraps his arms around her waste, and begins groping her. "That way you can have more fun." He then moves on to the last one. The only one that doesn't look happy to be there. He caresses her cheek. "Hello there, getting used to being here?" He kisses her. He then moves back to the center of the room. "Who want's to hear about my adventures?"

[LilyDiana]

Amaya jerks away from his touch, and refuses to kiss him back. She loathes his attention. She did not rise and follow him, as all the other girls did. She most certainly did not want to hear of his adventures. She saw another girl being dragged in in chains. That had been her only three days before. She feels a stab of sympathy for the girl, at least maybe she knows what Amaya feels like, now. She's not like the other girls in this place.

[HawthorneSword2]

Crystal slowly raised her hand. "I would....If that is alright..." She whispered touching her cheek. She liked it here, besides not being able to sleep at night from all the noises that kept her up and freaked her out. Crystal looked up at the guards who were walking out the door. Her face was set in stone, emotionless. She had been since like this and didn't know why.