SweetMarie
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- Jan 26, 2014
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- Your closet
The kingdom of Gargos was once a beautiful kingdom filled with happy people and lush lands but like everything in this world it became a target of other kingdoms looking for its lush beauty and it’s treasures hidden behind its walls. Egypt had been at war with Gargos and of course Egypt had taken Gargos down winning the war that had been waging over three years killing most of the gargos’s people although there were still deaths on the Egyptian side there were a great more on the Gargos’s side. The pharaoh was a dangerous man and very much a play-boy.
Amon was the pharaoh of Egypt and probably the best pharaoh ever to walk the earth since his ancestors. Amon decided to take all the royals within the Gargo’s kingdom as a sign of his win of the war. He sent some to his harem and others to work as slaves. Amon knew that being a slave in his court was much nicer than being a part of his harem after all his sweet pearl lived in his harem. Iset was his beautiful pearl and the one that he sent all his newly gained jewels to. She was so ruthless on these girls and maybe that was why Amon loved Iset.
Iset was a beauty all on her own. She was feared by women and adored by men and animals; it could possibly be because she was supposedly blessed by their gods. Iset always seemed to be followed by a large male lion wherever she went. Iset normally was adorned with beautiful clothing, jewels, and gold all over her body. She may seem sweet and innocent in front of men but behind the closed doors of the harem she was the tyrant people should fear.
Iset clapped her hands together eager to check out the new victims of her pharaoh’s harem. Her heels clicking on the granite floors as she stepped in front of the large fancy doors covered in jewels, gold, and paint that let everyone know what was behind the door. “Open it!” she commanded the half men that stood at the doors. Their lower halves covered in thin white material and their chest bare to the eyes. She watched them as they pushed the doors open the light from the room blinding Iset for only a few seconds as she walked into the room to cast her eyes upon only one female who was new to the harem.
Iset looked over the beauty that seemed out of place she had foreign clothing on. Iset watched the girl her eyes roaming over her figure that made her look slim and her red hair that seemed even more rare then her own. “Stand up slave girl.” She motioned to Mila to stand in her presence so she could get a look at her. Sure Mila might be taller than Iset by a few inches but being taller meant nothing. “You are going to be a beautiful jewel once you’re polished enough to shine.” Iset grinned at her own words as she circled Mila. “When I ask you a question you will answer and only when I ask you a question you talk when you are not meant to talk you will be disciplined and as I’m sure the others will tell you… you do not wish to be punished with my hand.” Iset grabbed Mila’s chin softly with her thumb and index finger making her look down at her. “I beg you make me punish you.” Iset teased joyfully she wanted to punish the new member before the pharaoh asked to bed her.
Amon was the pharaoh of Egypt and probably the best pharaoh ever to walk the earth since his ancestors. Amon decided to take all the royals within the Gargo’s kingdom as a sign of his win of the war. He sent some to his harem and others to work as slaves. Amon knew that being a slave in his court was much nicer than being a part of his harem after all his sweet pearl lived in his harem. Iset was his beautiful pearl and the one that he sent all his newly gained jewels to. She was so ruthless on these girls and maybe that was why Amon loved Iset.
Iset was a beauty all on her own. She was feared by women and adored by men and animals; it could possibly be because she was supposedly blessed by their gods. Iset always seemed to be followed by a large male lion wherever she went. Iset normally was adorned with beautiful clothing, jewels, and gold all over her body. She may seem sweet and innocent in front of men but behind the closed doors of the harem she was the tyrant people should fear.
Iset clapped her hands together eager to check out the new victims of her pharaoh’s harem. Her heels clicking on the granite floors as she stepped in front of the large fancy doors covered in jewels, gold, and paint that let everyone know what was behind the door. “Open it!” she commanded the half men that stood at the doors. Their lower halves covered in thin white material and their chest bare to the eyes. She watched them as they pushed the doors open the light from the room blinding Iset for only a few seconds as she walked into the room to cast her eyes upon only one female who was new to the harem.
Iset looked over the beauty that seemed out of place she had foreign clothing on. Iset watched the girl her eyes roaming over her figure that made her look slim and her red hair that seemed even more rare then her own. “Stand up slave girl.” She motioned to Mila to stand in her presence so she could get a look at her. Sure Mila might be taller than Iset by a few inches but being taller meant nothing. “You are going to be a beautiful jewel once you’re polished enough to shine.” Iset grinned at her own words as she circled Mila. “When I ask you a question you will answer and only when I ask you a question you talk when you are not meant to talk you will be disciplined and as I’m sure the others will tell you… you do not wish to be punished with my hand.” Iset grabbed Mila’s chin softly with her thumb and index finger making her look down at her. “I beg you make me punish you.” Iset teased joyfully she wanted to punish the new member before the pharaoh asked to bed her.