THE MAKING OF A HAREM SLAVE
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Dave the Harem Slave
By Sheena Sands
Part-1
This incident happened when I was a tourist in the country
of Morocco. But first let me briefly introduce myself to
you. My name is Dave and I was a photographer for a leading
daily. I loved to travel and one of my trips had brought me
to Morocco.
Morocco is a very colorful place providing ample angles for
photography. So one fine day I was roaming the main market
in the town of Tiznit when I spotted a narrow lane. Out of
curiosity I entered the lane and started following the
path. A little while later I came across a noisy place
which at first glance looked liked an ordinary market.
Closer inspection however revealed that it was a slave
market.
Semi nude women clad in beautiful traditional Arab dresses,
wearing veils stood chained ready to be auctioned. At
another place a similarly clad women was dancing to some
Arab tune in a very seductive manner.
The scenes taking place in front of me fascinated me. It
seemed like something out of Arabian nights. As I started
to focus my camera, strong arms grabbed me and something
hit my head and I fainted.
When I woke up I was wearing nothing except a few chains
and was lying on a marble floor. A smooth silky cloth
effectively had me gagged. A little while later I heard the
jingle of jewelry and I smelled some strong perfume.
I looked up to see the most beautiful woman I had ever
seen. She was Princess Laila and she was the daughter of
the Sultan of this province. She was dressed in something
out of a Hollywood movie. Her dress included a veil, a
rather revealing top and a flowing skirt made of satin all
in blue. On top of it she seemed to be covered in expensive
jewelry. Besides her gold necklaces, earrings, bracelets
and anklets she also had diamonds and rubies in her attire.
"You," she said pointing at me "have committed a grave
offence. Your punishment should be death, but because I
like your looks I have decided to keep you as my personal
slave. You will be added to my harem because now you belong
to me. You of course have the alternative of facing the
death penalty. What will it be foreigner? Will you be my
slave?"
I nodded vigorously and I would have broken my neck with
the nodding if she hadn't have gone off.
What I didn't know was that the Princess was not allowed to
have male slaves and hence I was to live as a female slave
in her harem.
Part-II
Another Arab beauty called Rohana, who introduced herself
as the head slave came and unchained my feet. Then using
the chain linked to my wrists chained in front of me she
led me to the slave quarters. Here my transformation began.
I was bound to a chair and another lady began painting my
nails. She painted my fingernails and toe nails a bright
red color. Then she proceeded to apply make up on my face.
The blushon was put; the eye make up done and my lips
matched my nails in a deep red color. Then I was made to
wear a padded bra with falsies and a panty made from some
kind of satin cloth, which felt wonderful against my skin.
Then I was made to wear some thin chains, which I later
learnt were not iron or steel but silver. Then chains
interconnected a silver collar on my neck, my wrists my
ankles and even my waists. Though they restricted free
movement they enabled me to function normally. About two
feet of slack was given to the chains connecting my wrists
and the same slack given to my ankle chains.
When I walked the chains and the anklets (which had tiny
bells attached to them) jingled loudly. On top of these I
was made to wear what was the slave dress. It included a
short red top almost like a bikini but with sleeves and it
made of silk and beautifully embroidered and along with it
went a long flowing red skirt made of some satin like
cloth, which was almost transparent. I was also given a
veil.
I was then presented to the princess who looked pleased and
then I was lead away to my cell. Every time I was led, my
wrists were chained I front of me and another slave or
servant led me.
In my cell I was surprised to see a mirror and a rather
comfortable bed. My ankle was chained to the foot post of
this bed. In the mirror when I saw myself I was stunned.
Not only was I looking like a woman, but I was looking like
a hot, sexy and pretty woman. I actually had a hard on.
Part-III
Next morning Rohana who had apparently been put in charge
of me took me to the stables. The princess I was told
desired a ride. My wrist chains were attached to a
magnificent Arab stallions saddle. A little later the
princess herself came and climbed the chariot... she was as
usual looking stunning. She started her horse on a slow
walk and I had to follow. There was a veil covering my face
as women were not allowed to show their face to any man
other than their husband or master here and we came across
many of them in the walk.
After the walk I was taken to the princesses bath and told
to help the other slaves prepare it. When the princess
came, four slaves including me had to bathe her. I had to
use a sponge to bathe her and that included rubbing her
breasts and pussy. I could see the pleasure in her eyes
when I was doing that. She actually moaned when I rubbed
her pussy.
Then we sat her down and while the other slaves attended
the her upper body and face I was given the task to clean
her feet which I did after soaking them in water and then I
gently painted her toe nails a soft pink. She seemed
pleased with me and I seemed to be happy for that. (What
had come over me?)
To be continued
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