1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Six: The Passion of the Concubines


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    the speaker. A heavy breast rubbed against her cheek and the woman opened her mouth, sucking in the hard nipple. Wonderful, nourishing milk flooded her body. As she nursed, the woman struggled to remember. Memories lurked just beyond her reach, snagged in the cobwebs of the past. She sucked harder as her surrogate mother rocked her mature body. “That's it. Drink, my daughter,” the voice groaned. “You need your strength after your rebirth.” “Who am I?” the woman asked, releasing the milk-laden nipple. “The instrument of my revenge,” the voice answered. “Don't you remember anything?” “No,” the woman answered. “It's all so close to me. Just out of reach.” “That's okay.” Hands pulled the woman's lips back to the milk-heavy tit. She latched on, sucking hard. “Good, drink deeply. You will need all your strength for the task ahead of you.” Curiosity burned in the woman's depths and she again released the nipple. “Task? What revenge am I supposed to help you with?” “I have been grievously wronged. We both have.” “By whom?” “Kyle, Christy, and Britney,” the voice answered. “Kyle has slain my most powerful servant, a man I had plucked from death, just like I plucked you. Christy betrayed her oaths to me and caused the death an entire coven of my follower. And Britney has stolen and enslaved one of my devout servants. All three deserve to pay for what they've done.” Hands cupped the woman's cheeks. “And you, Faiza, will see that all of them pay.” “Who are you?” “Hecate. Your Goddess.” ...
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Sapphine Caves, The Hidden Realm <br> Zaritha watched Aaliyah sleep, her insides twisted with her humiliation even as her pussy demanded satisfaction. She wanted to shove her hand between her thighs and stroke her aching hole. But she couldn't—Aaliyah had commanded her. Why am I obeying the little houri? she demanded of herself for the hundredth time since she had bathed the woman. I never believed I was really going to be his? How can she boss me around? She wanted to strangle the houri in her sleep. All she had to do was reach out and squeeze her thin neck until she died. But she couldn't. Zaritha was beginning to feel the oath she had sworn to Kyle when she became his concubine. It restricted her. She had to submit to his will and that left it's mark on a Djinn. But she had also to submit to Sultan Rashid's will. She was going to explode. And she needed to cum so bad. Zaritha thought about disobeying her...Mistress. No, she's my prisoner. I will not submit to her! If only she wasn't so horny. Before she fell asleep, Aaliyah had forced her to finger the houri's pussy until Aaliyah came again. “I need a nice cum before I can sleep,” she had proclaimed, seizing Zaritha's hand and guiding it to her sopping depths. “And remember, no touching yourself.” Then she had smiled wickedly. “Unless you call me Sultana.” Zaritha had managed to remain strong as she worked her fingers in and out of Aaliyah's wet depths. Now she didn't see a way out of this ...
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