The Sultan's women pulled Lady Dee to her knees and held her still as the Sultan and his favorite came closer to inspect her. Dee was completely naked now as two held her by arms and the third pulled her head back by her long chestnut tresses. Her beautiful green eyes were so full of hurt, shame and betrayal. There were tear streaks on her cheeks and still s...
In a barn outside the capitol, the Sultan Azlan watched intently as the head of the Guild of Weaponeers crawled over the War Car. The man alternately chuckled and hissed between his teeth as he sketched parts, turning assemblies this way and that for several hours. Finally he descended from the vehicle and bowed deeply. "Majesty, this is a remarkable device...
They were lead through the gleaming marble halls, past guards, servants, columns veneered with lapis lazuli, bubbling fountains and rare exotic birds on ivory perches. Eventually they stopped before two massive doors guarded by fierce looking men with scimitars. One of the Favorites nodded her head and each of the guards took hold of an enormous bronze rin...
It was 1308 A.D. and Alauddin Khilji the Sultan of Delhi was preparing the second expedition of Devagiri. The King of Devagiri had discontinued monetary tribute to the Sultanate and had provided amnesty to the defeated King Karna of Gujarat. That amounted to declaration of war against Delhi. He wanted to personally lead the expedition this time but ill hea...
I shall never forget the moment Constantinople appeared before us. The sun was just rising as we drew near to the city, and even at a distance I could see the graceful spires and domes of palaces and minarets piercing the morning fog that lay on the Bosphorous like a blanket of down. The city seemed an ancient sage on the verge of awakening, mysterious and...
Sultan Bashier of Cyprus considered himself a blessed man, the ruler of Cyprus was all that was left of the once great Ottoman Empire. Through hard work, determination and sometimes a little shedding of blood, he had steadily advanced both his countries and his family fortunes to great wealth and prosperity. He surrounded himself with people he could trust a...
DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING STORY IS BASED ON FICTION. IF YOU CAN'T STAND INTER-FAITH ROMANCE & SEXUAL ACTIVITIES THEN STAY AWAY. *** Rupkatha blushed as her friends teased her about Ghazi. She was a young lass of about 20 years. Although she wasn't voluptuous yet her firm, medium boobs would make heads roll. She was unusually fair skinned for an average g...
Ch 1 She walked to the opening of the tent, lifting the flap to gaze out across the sandy plains. There was a sound in the distance, but nothing yet to tell her if it was friend or foe. Considering it might be her so-called master, foe would be a correct word to use. Since he did not whip her as often as he used, or importune her with his body as often as h...
Click! The white rook dropped into position. "Checkmate in three. And husband, that opening gambit was pathetic!" Mahmood Al-Bezier, Director of the Royal Secret Service, cringed under his senior wife's scorn. It was annoying enough that she regularly beat him at chess (and was the only person in the kingdom who could) but to have done so almost contemp...
Azlan Al-Barbakh, by the will of God and the strength of his own good right arm, Sultan of Azerbaidistan sat comfortably in his chair. Languorously, he let his left hand run slowly down the dusky back and over the plump bottom of his chosen woman for the night. In time she would enthusiastically entertain him with her body but, he thought regretfully, it wou...