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


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    Zaritha scowled. “I serve Rashid, not you. You cannot be the Sultana without deposing the rightful ruler.” “But you can't deny you belong to Kyle. You swore the oaths. You are his.” “I didn't mean it,” she muttered. “That doesn't matter. You swore an oath. You cannot violate that oath.” “And what about the oath I swore to Rashid?” “Marriage oaths supersede oaths of fidelity,” Aaliyah reminded her. “Marriage oath,” Zaritha sneered. “A concubine barely swears that.” “It still comes first. You serve Kyle.” “Fine,” she spat. “But I don't see him here.” “And I'm his first wife. You shall obey me.” Zaritha gave Aaliyah a considering look. “Kyle never clarified the structure of his harem.” She smiled like a hungry cat. “So I'm not sure if I have to obey you.” Aaliyah narrowed her eyes. She needed to convince Zaritha to obey her or she was never getting out of these caves. She knew she couldn't defeat the Ifrit. Jann powers did not run to the martial like an Ifrit and her powers were bound by her father's edict. Until he released her, she could only use her powers to aide Kyle with hearth and harem. “There is a pool of water over there,” Aaliyah said. “I would like to bathe.” “Fine,” Zaritha sighed. “Why not.” Aaliyah walked over, tugging on the chain and forcing her captor to follow her to the pool of water glinting in the sapphire floor. It was quite beautiful down here, all the crystal facets catching the light Zaritha had conjured, the gemstone walls sparkling with brilliance. ...
    The entirety of the cave was made of sapphire, blue as the ocean depths. Aaliyah dismissed her clothes, one of the few, minor powers still available to her. She didn't even have to bathe herself, she could just make herself clean. Being presentable to her husband was an innate part of her duties. But she had a plan. A bottle of her favorite body wash and a pink loofah appeared on the floor. She didn't have to make herself clean, she could summon the items she needed to keep up her appearances. She stepped into the water, sinking down, shivering at the cold touch, her nipples hardening. “Warm my bath, Ifrit,” she said in her most imperious tone. “What?” Zaritha demanded. “As a concubine, you should know that attending to a wife in the bath is one of your duties regardless if Kyle told you to obey me.” Zaritha scowled, then sighed and touched the water. It warmed around her, the surface steaming. It was good that she was getting the Ifrit to obey her commands. If Aaliyah could train Zaritha into the habit of obeying her in small matters, she could work up to larger commands. “Now attend me.” “You mean I have to bathe you?” Aaliyah looked at her. “Of course. Use the body wash and the loofah and wash me, concubine.” “Fine.” In a flash of fire, the Ifrit's clothes vanished. She was quite lovely, with skin darker than Aaliyah and breasts that were large and round, nipples dark points. Aaliyah let her eyes drift down to Zaritha's sleek stomach and the dark bush that adorned her pussy. ...
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