1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Two: The Seduction of the Si'lat


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    wore. Of course, she wasn't fully female. Since she was a hermaphroditic Rakshasa Aaliyah didn't object to her breach of decorum. “When you're Sultan, Kyle, these veils have to go,” Fatima complained. “It keeps getting stuck in my mouth when I talk.” “I don't know,” Christy giggled. “They're kinda sexy.” She looked out at the various concubines lounging in the antechamber. “Don't they all look sexy.” Several of the concubines—Chyna, Toni, and Mindy—preened for Kyle's enjoyment. “They do,” Kyle agreed, giving Christy's ass a squeeze through her black, silk pantaloons. “You always have a good eye for sexy women.” “It's the talent I'm most proud of,” she laughed. “I thought it was enhancing my concubines with your magic,” Kyle grinned. “I love the lactation.” Christy leaned over. “I gave two more lactation when I added the new augmentations a little while ago.” In the last hours, as the feast for the Si'lat were prepared, Christy added a few new abilities to the concubines as precautions. Kyle's cock throbbed. “Which ones,” he whispered back. Christy winked her hazel eye at him, a smile playing on her lush lips. “I made them promise not to tell you. You'll just have to suck on all their tits to find out which have been enhanced.” “What a fun game. Maybe I should start now.” The door opened and the white-bearded Vizier entered. He ruled the Jann in the steed of Aaliyah's infant nephew, the murdered Sheikh Sihab's son. “The feast is ready and the guest await you and your lovely ...
    wives and concubines.” “Guess you'll have to wait to find out,” Christy whispered in his ear. Lois, Alexina, Carla, and Teleisia went out first, scanning the gathering of Jann and Si'lat. There were three tables, a short one at the end of the room set aside for Kyle, and two longer tables that ran the length of the room. Beautiful Jann maidens moved about, holding pitchers of water or carrying platters of food. The air was filled with the spicy scents steaming from the platters of sliced roasted meat and vegetables upon beds of saffron rice. Kyle sat at the center of the main table, Fumi and Christy on his right, Aaliyah and Fumi on his left. Hawaa and her eldest daughter, Durra, sat at the head table while her other daughters were scattered throughout rest of the feast. Hawaa was a mature beauty, her large, round tits cupped in green silk, her nipples a dark shadow through the fabric. Her daughter, Durra, had flashing green eyes, though her breasts failed to come close to her mother's generous size. Kyle savored the delicious, spiced meat and savory sauces. His wives laughed and giggled, enjoying the exotic music the Jann played. Half-way through dinner, Hawaa stood up from where she sat beside Christy. “My daughters have prepared a dance in your honor, great Sultan,” she purred, her voice like honey; Kyle's cock throbbed with desire for her. “With your permission.” “I would be most pleased to see your beautiful daughters dance.” Fumi leaned over and whispered in Kyle's ear, “ ...
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