The Harem

Title: The Harem, chapter three

Author: Lady Snowblossom

Rating: NC-17

Note: Ryo bathes with his favorites among other things. There will be angst in the form of an original character’s death.

Status: see part one

Disclaimer: see part one.

Having left his new slaves in the charge of his Aga Kislar, Ryo dismissed them from his mind. He strode purposely towards the caravan that was being rapidly dismantled by soldiers, slaves and caravan members. He summoned the caravan master. The man didn’t keep him waiting.

“My lord!” the man bowed. Ryo smiled.

“Akmal, I merely wanted to thank you for a safe passage across the sands.”

“My lord, surely the hand of God was on us! The hand of God and the presence of your soldiers.” Akmal answered.

“Now, Akmal! It was you, who kept us from coming to grief during that sandstorm. I will be sending you a little token of my appreciation, later.” Ryo bowed slightly to the beaming caravan master. The man spread his hands and protested that he was only doing his duty. Ryo waved away his stuttered thanks and inquired if the gifts he has brought for wives had been seen to.

“Yes, my lord. The slaves took the gifts to the women’s quarters, and everything else is being seen to. The last of the goods should be unpacked in a matter of moments.” Akmal turned his mind to the practical business of finishing delivering purchased goods to the buyer.

“That is good. I will leave you to finish what needs to be done.” Ryo nodded to Akmal and left him. Having seen to the caravan, Ryo’s thoughts turned longingly to the bath, his slaves would have waiting for him, he couldn’t wait to scrub off the dust of the trail.

He strode into the Keep and walked towards his quarters. In the cool corridors that led to his quarters, he passed well-trained slaves going about their daily chores, as he passed each one, they bowed and then returned to their labors.

Ryo walked into his quarters and clapped for his body slave. The man divested Ryo of his clothes and wrapped his master in a robe; bowing, he departed. Ryo stood staring at his familiar room before heading for his bath. The floor was tiled in red, blue and yellow. The tiles were laid in geometric patterns. Expensive Persian rugs were scattered on the floors. A fireplace was set in one of the white painted walls. His bed was square and surrounded by sheer curtains of blue and green. Heavy ornate doors opened out onto a balcony that overlooked a garden.

Ryo walked into his bat and clapped to summon the bath attendants, no one came. Frowning, Ryo glared around. He couldn’t believe it. Where were his slaves? He’d strip the meat from their backs, then they’d stay where they belonged. Two men entered through the archway at the end of the bath, Ryo glared at them.

They ignored Ryo’s darkening countenance. One, was a black haired young man, his hair was long and wound with garnet beads; his eyes were dancing with mischief. The other, was a stocky man with bulging muscles and smoky black hair and black eyes. Both wore only loincloths. What were Yuli and Kento doing here? They weren’t to attend him, until later.

Ryo stood with his hands on his hips, fuming as the two approached him. “I hope the two of you have a good reason for being here, when I haven’t sent for you, yet.” He said, flatly. The two knelt and pressed their foreheads to the floor.

“Oh, master! Please forgive your humble slaves! We were so desirous of seeing to your comfort; that we took it upon ourselves to attend you this day and not leave everything to careless slaves.” The voice was muffled and sounded suspiciously close to laughter.

Ryo stared down at them; he couldn’t decide whether to laugh, or have the two impertinent creatures dragged out and whipped. He decided to laugh. “Oh, get up! You two, are appallingly impudent, and I should have you both whipped.”

Yuli and Kento rose to their feet, and promptly set about divesting Ryo of his clothing. Ryo reached out and snagged Yuli close to him and claimed a quick kiss from the lips that parted eagerly for him.

“My lord!” Yuli playfully struggled out of Ryo’s arms. “My lord! No man of gentle breeding would accost a lover with the dust of the desert still on his person! What would the slaves say, if they knew?”

“Damn the slaves!” Ryo roared, as he made a grab for the man, who was pouting at him. Yuli backed up until he was on the edge of the pool affecting a haughty look. “If my lord and master wishes another kiss, he must first bathe; then his humble slaves may be willing to attend to other needs.” Yuli’s eyes flamed with the light of those other needs.

So, my favorites want to play, do they? Ryo grinned. Well, I can play, too. Casually, he turned to Kento, who was standing behind him.

“Go and call the slaves to attend me, then the two of you may return to your rooms. I won’t need you tonight. I think I’ll have the Aga Kislar send me someone from the harem. I’ve been neglecting it shockingly.” Ryo nearly choked trying to hold in his laugher. The look on Kento’s face was priceless; he looked like he had swallowed a sour fig. Then he turned and walked to the pool and jumped in.

Yuli and Kento stared in shock. Ryo had dismissed them! They started for the archway, when Ryo’s laughter rang out from behind them. They turned, and Ryo beckoned lazily. “Come here, you two! I’ve changed my mind. I need someone to scrub my back.” He swam slowly away from the edge of the pool, swimming with lazy strokes. Kento and Yuli quickly stripped and joined their master.

Yuli dived and caught up with Ryo in a few powerful strokes, he reached up and grabbed Ryo around the waist and pulled him under. Ryo had caught Yuli’s dive out of the corner of his eye, but he was concentrating more on Kento, who seemed to be content to just float at the shallow end of the pool. Ryo swallowed some water in surprise and fighting Yuli’s grip broke the surface, gasping. A concerned Yuli surfaced right behind him and supported him, while he struggled to clear his airways.

Both were splashed, as Kento’s powerful arms brought him up quickly to the scene.

“My lord, the pool is full of many unseen dangers, would it not be wise to rest awhile on a friendly shore?” Kento bobbed up and down, as he caressed Ryo’s right cheek.

“My slave is considerate, as well as wise.” Ryo answered, “I do feel the need to rest.” The three swam for the shallow end and the steps that led down into the pool.

Kento climbed the steps and fetched a large towel. When Ryo emerged from the water, Kento wrapped the towel around his master’s slim waist and led his lord to a table, and helped Ryo to sit. Ryo rolled over onto his stomach and stretched out.

He sighed, as four strong hands began to massage his tired muscles. Yuli pooled some aromatic oil in his hand to allow it to warm; then he began to work it into the skin of Ryo’s legs. As he worked higher, Kento slowly pulled away the towel. Ryo started to doze; as the soothing rhythm continued.

He had begun to dream of naked houri, who were dancing for him, and offering to serve him in the most erotic ways, when he became aware of a hand touching him most intimately. Ryo moaned and rocked against the hand, demanding more.

Kento smiled and began to finger his master harder. He pushed his finger in as deep as he could and rubbed Ryo’s moist secret. Ryo groaned and gritted his teeth against the pressure.

Yuli spread Ryo’s legs wider and leaned down until he was half-lying on the table, then he flicked the velvet sack between his master’s legs with his tongue and nibbled at it with his strong white teeth.

Ryo groaned and scrunched his eyes tight, the teasing his two lovers were subjecting him to, was simply unbearable. Kento had abandoned his master’s ass to roll him over and claimed his mouth. He plundered Ryo’s mouth of its rich heat, reasserting his claim on the man, himself. His thick fingers began to pluck at Ryo’s nipples torturing each into a hard, aching peak.

He straddled Ryo and brought his thick cock up to his master’s lips. Ryo eagerly began to pull at the bulging shaft, his hands closing on Kento’s ass, as he swallowed him. Kento threw his head back, as he rested his hands on Ryo’s ebony head, his lord was very good at this.

Yuli opened his mouth wide and took Ryo in. He swallowed Ryo all the way down to the base of the hard spear of flesh, then pulled back to swirl his tongue around the crown, on every other stroke he invaded the slit at the top, lapping away the tiny drop that pooled there. Ryo’s hands buried themselves in Kento’s smoky locks, as he lost himself in the oncoming rush of release. He spilled his seed in Yuli’s mouth, as Kento going rigid in Ryo’s arms, moaned out his submission.

Ryo smiled sensually, as he looked down at his two slaves, he had a plan in mind for them. This was only the beginning.


Selim led his three new charges into a large room, the walls were painted blue; the doors were flanked by green and white diaphanous drapes. Along one wall was a series of cabinets, on the floor were carpets and large cushions in many colors, low tables were scattered here and there.

“Well, boys.” Selim indicated the room with a wave of his hand. “Here is your new home. Now, the others are still at the baths, so it is safe to talk. If you wish to live, you will listen and you will learn.” Selim settled into a cushion and motioned for the boys to do the same.

“This is your first lesson. First, you will be given bedding, which must be aired every day, then it is put away back in the cabinet.” He pointed at the cabinets in question.

“Practical,” commented Sage, much to Selim’s amazement. “Next, you will each be assigned a light household chore that must be done daily. Then, next come lessons in language, music, morals, dancing and other things. Plus there are the exercise periods and the baths. You came here for all practical purposes very ignorant of our ways and you must learn everything and well, in a very short period of time. Because, we don’t know if and when, Lord Ryo may summon one, or more of you.” Selim pointed a stern finger at each of them.

Cy and Rowan both were looking very distressed. It was plain that they found the conversation disturbing. Obviously, they didn’t want a male lover, Selim thought, but they would just have to accept their fate because they were here and there were few ways to escape: other than death.

Oh, if they were lucky, maybe in three or four years time, if Ryo didn’t favor them. They could be resold, or gelded and become an oda master, like him. But, he didn’t think that fate was in store for any of them. The blonde, Sage was a cool one; Selim would give him that. The boy hadn’t batted an eye during his disclosure. Well, we’ll see how he handles having his reflexes; ALL of them tested. Selim thought, then he rose and beckoned the boys to follow. Now it was time to get them settled in, before the rest got back.

A few days later, Cy, who had gotten permission from Selim to walk in the gardens, whenever he wanted, came running in. He ran to Selim and fell at his feet. Selim, astounded by this action, lifted the boy to his feet. Tears of pure fright were running down Cy’s cheeks and he was shivering, he started to scream hysterically.

Selim slapped the boy to bring him to his senses and set him firmly down on a cushion. Sage and Rowan hurried over and hovered in the background. Several other boys half-rose to their feet, mouths hanging open in surprise.

“Go! My bright birds and find something to do, while I find out what’s upsetting Cy.” Selim commanded, and the group of lounging boys leapt to their feet and quickly disappeared. Sage and Rowan remained. Selim ignored them.

“Come, my son, tell me what is wrong.” Selim coaxed. He had t pulled Cy’s hands away from his face, so he could hear the words Cy was whispering.

“The...they drow...drow...drowned him!” Cy tore from Selim’s gentle grasp and shot to his feet, he backed away from the oda master and screamed louder. “THEY DROWNED HIM! THEY HELD HIS HEAD UNDER THE WATER IN THE FOUNTAIN AND DROWNED HIM!”

“So, that’s what this is about. You saw Erol being executed.” Selim said, calmly. Sage and Rowan, who had trapped the hysterical Cy between them, stared at him in horror. Selim shook his head sadly; “A harsh lesson, but one you would do well to learn, now.”

He walked up to the boys, and gathered the sobbing Cy close. He captured the other two with his eyes. “As your lessons proceed, your bodies will become awakened and you will begin to hunger for relief. That relief must come from your lord and master and no other. Especially.” And he paused for a moment, then continued, “especially since you are all virgins.”

Selim sighed. Cy was still shivering and the other two looked sick. So, something could shake the calm of the unflappable Sage.

“But, but what did he do that was so awful that they killed him for it!” Rowan demanded, waving his arms and looking like he was on the verge of screaming himself.

Selim didn’t answer at first, he busied himself with pouring a goblet of wine and carried it over to a small cabinet set in the wall, that only he held the key to. He opened it and removed a small bottle and a tiny silver spoon; he opened the bottle and measured out a small amount of white powder. He mixed the powder in the wine. Then he recapped the bottle and replaced it, along with the spoon and closed the cabinet.

Carefully, he carried the wine over to Cy and handed it to him. “Drink!” Cy’s hands were shaking so badly that he almost spilled the wine, but managed to get it to his mouth, and drank deeply. After a few moments, the drug Selim gave him began to take effect, and Cy sat drowsing on his cushion.

Once it seemed that Cy was calming, Selim turned to Rowan.

“Rowan, the answer to your question is; Erol broke the Cardinal Rule of the harem, when he attempted to rape Jedi, a boy that had caught Ryo’s eye, but hadn’t yet gone to his bed. Erol was a rejected slave; he spent one night in Lord Ryo’s bed, and was cast aside. He became jealous of all the ikbals, especially Jedi and wanted to spoil Jedi’s chances of becoming a favorite. He lured Jedi away from his room, with the promise of a forbidden treat, got him in a secluded spot and attacked him.

Erol’s mistake, was once he had Jedi in his power he had to gloat over him, instead of just raping him and leaving him for the eunuchs to find. Fortunately, while he was bragging about what he was going to do to Jedi. Jedi managed to get free of the gag in his mouth and scream for help, otherwise he would now either be facing the same punishment meted out to Erol, or he would, even now, as we speak, lie under the physician’s blade being gelded.

Ryo doesn’t like to bed spoiled meat. Remember that, if you hope to rise in this world, keep to yourselves and outside of your lessons; ALLOW NO ONE TO TOUCH YOU!” Selim glared at them. The force of his words reached even into Cy’s somnolent state, and he momentarily straightened up, staring at Selim. Selim was gratified to see all three turn solemn and pale. They would remember.

He continued in a softer tone, “Boys, there are many ways to die, and many ways to tempt fate. But, I think the three of you are too strong to take the coward’s way out.” He raised his hand, when it seemed Sage was going to interrupt.

“Wait, Sage. Erol earned his punishment. He took a risk and it didn’t go well for him. It is unfortunate that Cy saw him being drowned-that’s all. If we had been closer to a river or the ocean, he would have been sewn into a sack and thrown in. Or, he could have been bow-stringed, the results would have been the same, he would be dead.”

“Bow-stringed?” Rowan choked, as he sank paled-faced onto a cushion.

Selim nodded, “Yes, a very powerful slave would have been waiting for him in a room with a bow string in his hands, and Erol would have been strangled. Lord Ryo is a just man, by his lights and that could have been the punishment he handed down. As it was, it was the Aga Kislar, who decided Erol’s fate. Lord Ryo and the Aga Kislar are the two men, who hold your fate in the palm of their hands. Cross either one and you are doomed!”

Selim stared at the trio, who sat in stony silence. Until now, Ryo’s and the Aga’s power hadn’t really seemed that real to them, but with the death of the slave, and Selim’s words, the truth of the situation came crashing in on them like a wave from the shore.

Selim nodded, then briskly rubbed his hands together, “Now, Sage, Rowan, Cy, I hope this makes things a little clearer for you, and we won’t have to have this little discussion again!” Selim glanced at the shadows on the walls.

“Sage, lay out Cy’s bed. Rowan, you help Cy get ready for bed, he’s all but asleep, now. I’m going to go and find the rest of my charges, its time we all went to bed.” Selim rose and left the room, leaving behind two very anxious boys and one out on his feet.