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Amud and I watched from one side as his wife completed her preparations. Before she started, she removed the gag from Janey's mouth. She brought it to me and said something as she reverently placed it in my hands.
"This is gift for you for the Fresh one. It will help her want to sing. Now, I want to show you how to begin good song."
She turned and walked to the gently swaying form. She ran her hands softly over Janey's firm young body, touching every square centimeter of her skin from head to toe. The thong was wound around her right hand like tape on a boxer's hands. She brought the supple leather to every part of Janey. Soft sounds came from the woman working on the young girl, a crooning from a mother to her child.
Amud whispered his comments as we observed this ritual: "This is traditional preparation of Princess for wedding night. This is done every night for one month before nuptials. By time of wedding night, she so ready for her husband, she go willingly to bed of fattest, ugly groom." He looked at me with a grin. "All princesses dream of handsome prince, but never enough to go around, especially ones with political connections or money. Ritual can be continued after first preparation wears off to ensure an heir."
His face clouded as he continued. "I have been privileged to see this only once before, when my beloved prepared my sister for wedding night with Adar. Him camel dung merchant. Lea, my sister was prepared for two months before her wedding. It was not long enough. Much screaming when he was revealed to her at ceremony. Maybe help if he bathed, but he is stubborn man. She not been heard from since she passed behind her flap in his tent." With a pained look he continued. "That is her only refuge. As long as she stays behind flap, he may not touch her or command her. But if she comes out, he has promised to take her third point - with his teeth, rotten though they are. My beloved was very close to Lea. Tried to make her accept her Fate. It crushed her that she failed her only friend.
"This is the first time she use skills since that time. See how she move hands over tender flesh. See glow that come to surface after hands pass over. They say leather of thong is magic that is a power in it. I believe it is power and magic of wielder, not in strap. My beloved is the best."
After a thoughtful pause, he added. "My beloved not fail my sister. Adar is ugliest man in empire. He desire my sister's hand for years, since she was seven years old. My father refused him. Adar set up crooked gambling game at bazaar. Had he shown his face, my father would have not played. But Adar used friend of my father's to lure him to table. He lost everything. Adar came in and picked up notes my father sign. He gave my father a choice: Daughter or poverty.
"Pride is terrible sin. My father reasoned if we in poverty, my sister be prostitute. It is better to be bride, yes? Last words she said to father, not in anger, were she would rather have babies making honest living than make sons for Adar. My father is grieving, empty shell, sitting in tent alone. He has not called a wife to his tent in three years. They laugh at him behind his back".
"Maybe poverty is not so bad." The thong was now hanging loose from one hand, doubled over with the two ends free. There were no knots in the last 6 to 8 inches of each end of the strap, leaving the leather ends flat. These twin flat strips were slapped gently over the reddened skin, increasing the flow of blood to the surface. "Ah, this is favorite part. This is where body of princess becomes confused, believing pain is pleasure. See dew forming, and points standing, begging my beloved to strike them."
Amud's wife swung the free ends in a figure '8', making rapid fire 'slap-slap' sounds as she covered Janey's body with a deeper red glow from the gentle whipping. She would switch hands often, never missing a beat, like a prizefighter training on a speed bag. With each successive pass over Janey's ruddy flesh, the strikes became a little harder. Then harder still.
"Now comes final part. She sings for my beloved, a cry to the gods for her groom." With a flick of her hands, the thong reversed itself and she was now holding on to the free ends, leaving the knotted double strand to strike Janey. The blows were hard now, and I could see beads of perspiration dotting the skin above the woman's veil. Her arm never slowed. The sounds changed to a 'snap-snap' as the knots struck. After a few strikes, she was satisfied Janey was ready. She started the final phases of the ritual.
A sound as clear as a note from a flute emanated from the bowed frame of the teen. She had been hanging in a more-or-less sitting position before. Now, as the knots beat down on her nipples and pussy, she arched up, legs and arms outstretched, into a curved bow.
"Oh God! Larry!" I felt a hand slip into mine and squeeze tight. I turned slightly to see Sally staring at her daughter's ongoing climax. She had come in as Amud's wife had begun the final phase.
The blows to her sensitive areas came at the same rate as the ones prior, keeping her climax going and going and going. It was only when her strength was gone that the bound teen collapsed in her bonds. She was sound asleep.
Sally tugged at my sleeve. "Larry, I want..."
I placed a finger to her lips to keep her quiet.
"Larry, I want..." She was more insistent this time, and louder.
Again I shushed her, but this time I turned to Amud and held up the gag that had been used on Janey with a questioning look. He shook his head, looked over the items on the table, and pointed to another one. I picked it up and slipped it in her mouth before she could say another word. I didn't know if it was laden with the special drug or not.
As I tied it behind her neck, I placed a kiss on her gagged mouth. Strangely, that seemed to please her. She knelt gracefully on the floor beside me and watched as Amud's talented wife continued with Janey's song.
The thong was now held in both hands, one end in each. Using long strokes, the thong was passed over each erect nipple in several directions. Each knot jarred the sensitive flesh as the thong brushed by it, shocking the unconscious brain of the teen. An ululating sound filled the small room. Amud gasped. "This is called 'Ecstasy of True Princess.' I have only heard whispers of it before. Only most sensual females are receptive to it. I have heard there is one more step on ladder of ... Oh, yes! Watch and listen!"
The thong was slipped between the spread legs of the singing girl. Amud's wife had one hand in front of Janey and one behind her ass. The hard knots of the thong were pulled back and forth over her overheated clitoris and anus. The notes we heard rose as the speed of the thong increased.
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