Kanuni Sultan Süleyman Boşalıyor Stories

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Best Interracial Muslim Erotica

by Samuelx on Mar 26, 2019
Interracial Love

"I knew I shouldn't have eaten Chinese food at Rideau," Wafa Maalouf thought to herself, feeling her stomach grumble. She recalled wolfing down the platter in the crowded lunchroom after her eventful visit to the United States Embassy in downtown Ottawa. The stone-faced blonde lady behind the glass window denied her claim, and that was that. Thanks for nothi...

Submitting to the Sultan Ch. 01

by LukaWolff on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Note: This story includes M/F, M/M, piss play, dominance & submission, and incest, and all characters are at least 18 years of age. Also please note that this story is set in a historical fantasy world that, though it shares many similarities with our own, isn't intended to literally represent a specific area. ***** It is written on the oldest disintegrati...

A Love-Hate Triangle

by dominantKhan on Aug 6, 2019
Novels and Novellas

(Part one) Author's note: This is a pure work of fiction and all characters and events in the story are imaginary and fictitious. Although, human imagination is also influenced by external stimuli. In the case of author, someone has always served as poetical inspiration to imagine, fantasize, think and write. So, this work is dedicated to someone, heart un...

The Harem

by evil evil man on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The Sultan Ahmed ruled a large and prosperous kingdom in the 12th century. Young, wealthy, and powerful; the Sultan had everything a man could dream of and more. This included a large harem of concubines to serve him. Every night the Sultan would have beautiful women wait on him and willing to share a bed with him if he desired. The Sultan's harem is quite...

Of Sultans & Concubines Ch. 01

by SargonofNukkad on Dec 23, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Shamsuddin Ilyas Shah looked from the balcony of his Royal Palace at dusk. His newly built Capital Pandua was the envy of entire Hindustan. Trade & commerce flourished. It was a melting pot of different culture. Assyrians, Africans, Turks, Pashtuns and people from numerous other race had made Pandua their home & accepted him as the Sultan. He was a proud man...

The Evil Mirror Pt. 07

by bmordo on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

When the mirror cleared again it showed me a new scene. It was another smaller opulently appointed chamber, circular in shape. There was a great cushioned settee at one end and in the center a small pool of water or bath. Braziers lighted the room, and its walls were hung with the finest eastern tapestries. It was there that I saw my poor darling Dee. The...

A Genie and a Wish

by Not_a_priority on Apr 22, 2025

Three thousand and five years ago. A great sultan lived. A man of great renown. A man with a kingdom that stretched from ocean to ocean. His power was unchallenged, his pride equally so. Despite his great kingdom and magnificent reputation, the great sultan never had time for women. Still being a virgin by his 30th birthday. He never considered this a strang...

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Mistress of the Air Ch. 30

by SlaveNano on Jan 10, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The full trunks were loaded onto the steam-driven carriage, and they returned to the airship with the girl to plot a strategy for the rescue attempt. The captain, used to a disciplined and frugal life style from his time in the army, was the most affected by the hashish. On returning to the mooring mast, he waxed lyrical about the airship, "Hey, wow, she's...

The Evil Mirror Pt. 05

by bmordo on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

When my vision cleared again the scene had again changed. I looked on a great vaulted chamber lit by bronze oil lamps that flickered from the walls. It was opulently appointed in the Ottoman style. There were low couches or cushions set in a semi-circle around a circular raised platform, which was draped in velvet and silk. Around the raised platform, suppor...

Slave of the Palace

by kiradarkwinter on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Her name was now Kajira. She couldn't remember her given name anymore, it had been that long. It didn't matter anyway. Not for a slave. And she was a slave. Bound to obey everyone from the Sultan himself down to the lowliest of the low, but mainly the Sultan's many wives. It had been learned early on that she had a certain innate grace and so she was often...