Chapter Three

The chamber I was assigned was second only to the empress's, so I was told by Sheriz.

Now that was a pretty woman. If I could feel any attraction to a woman it would have been her. Even if she was a bit old for me, she was thirty five and I was just eighteen, age would never have been an issue for me.

She told me once that she had been born in the harem world ,within the lesser harem, the cressh. These were the women kept for the sole purpose of sleeping with palace guests. Her beauty had quickly caught the attention of a very young Miahatep and for years she had been his favorite and borne him two sons. I must say he was still pretty infatuated with her when I arrived.

That first night over a dozen slaves worked over me , preparing me for a visit from the emperor. She supervised their every move. Once we were alone she asked me if I had already borne my child. I can give birth once in my lifetime. It is the same with all Nightshadow men.

I told her I had not. To which she commented under her breath; "Good! Miahatep shall be pleased! " Then it hit me. That was the reason why he had spared me.

Standing before a mirror I examined my reflection. My knee long silver hair was looped and braided in a very extravagant design; the cheeks blushed, the violet eyes accented with kohl, the lips stained in a crimson hue. Delicate pearl earrings dangled from my ears and a strand of pearls was woven into my hair dangling over my forehead.

My eyes darted back to the hairdo. I hated it . Without a second thought I started to undo all the slave's work. At the end I left it loose, forming a silvery cascade down my back.

Ah! The dress now that was something else. It was cut high in front and quite low in back. Double strands of pearls served as shoulder straps. The skirts flowed smoothly. A golden girdle singed my waist. The dress was made of a pearl-like material I had never seen before. Heavy yet refreshing to the touch. It moved like liquid silk.

Later I found out that it was made of thousands of minute pearls by a master craftsman.

The feel of that dress is the most sensuous thing I have ever experienced.

Sheriz had whispered that the dress was worth a king's ransom in gold. I believe her.

My mind was a buzz trying to make an image of what the Emperor of Keosh might look like. When he finally arrived my eyes nearly fell out of their sockets.

To say the man was tall would be an understatement. He was eight feet tall. I am no mean feat at six foot- two inches and even I was dwarfed by him. On top of that he was muscular, really buff. However, it was when I noticed the size of the bulge in his pants that I froze.

I bit my lip in fright. Surely , he did not mean to mate with me? No way he was going to poke me with that monstrous thing!

Sigh!! As you might have expecte, he did. How was I supposed to stop him? He knew about the whip and about my powers, so my chamber was heavily warded. I could not conjure a handkerchief, much less a weapon or an offensive spell.

Oh! Of course I did not take it laying down, though one swap from his arm sent me there. I spent that whole night going from a state of unconsciousness to a screaming fit, and back again.

I was , shall we say , walking impaired for days after that. There was so much blood that he must have broken me inside. It certainly hurt like it.

At that rate he was never going to get a baby from me or much of anything else. Every time he forced himself upon me his seed washed out with all my blood. It was really a miracle, of the Nightshadow kind, that he did not kill me. As it was, it took all of my healing skills to repair myself after his visits.

Eventually he gave up on the idea. Thank Quiax'n for that!

Miahatep, it seems , was very fond of me. He kept me by his side ,even after we stopped having sex. Well... we did still fondle each other, since oral sex was mostly out of the question. Sucking his penis was an engineering project. He was just too big, too thick and too long for me. It was no wonder why his average harem girl only lasted one year.

I viewed Sheriz in a whole new light after that. She had lived with him for twenty years, and borne him, not one , but two sons.

Miahatep, I later found out was a demigod. The immortal son of Murak'ka, the god of war, and one of his priestesses. Maybe he should have found himself a demi goddess to play with.

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To entertain my master and his closest friends I would often sing and dance after the night's meal in an open courtyard under the moonlight. He loved that.

One night I decided to perform an ancient dance I had been taught at Hamud's home. It involved my fan , which was a definite plus.

The last thing I could have imagined was that I would meet the love of my life on that night.

Original story by Angela M. Meléndez

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1998