Chapter 1. The most opulent chambers in Topkapi palace belonged to the Sultan. The great hall was decorated with finery from all over the empire. The floor and walls were covered with blue, green and white tiles with abstract patterns on them. These were local from artisans in Constantinople. The floor was covered with deep blue rugs with flower patterns. T...
Rashid & kira, the returning For weeks, Rashid had been away, in the desert, in the villages, the towns, the far cities of Damascus & Cairo, in service of the Sultan. He had ridden many hundreds of leagues, had counsel, kept secrets, made decisions, and stayed lonely. He had seen houris of all sizes and shapes, descriptions, talents, colors. He had been off...
Selen noticed him as soon as he entered the bar. He looked quite different from the barflies that usually frequented the place: tall and noble with expensive-looking burgundy and gold coloured robes. He was flanked by two larger men, who had the nervous energy, darting eyes and well-developed bodies of bodyguards. She was only working here until the end of...
Amina glanced out of the palace window, searching the cloudy skies for the moon. The bright crescent had almost reached its zenith, and Hakim would be here soon. He had no obligation to be on time, no one commanded a sultan to be anywhere, but she knew that he would be punctual for Amina. He always was. She walked over to her large bed. The most expensive...
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. ***** Out of instinct or self-preservation, Ta...
Note to Reader: It's 1532 and the main character, Leyla Khanom, is a Harem girl of Turkish Anatolian origin. A raven beauty with dark hair and eyes with light skin, she is a woman of great intellect, culture and possess artistic and musical qualities. A great conversationalist who can hold discussions on Greek Philosophy, Astronomy, Theology, Political strat...
After a long day at court, the sultan Karim retired to his chambers to freshen up. It had been a long, dull day of trade discussions and tax plans, and now, Karim wanted nothing more than to wind down with one of the women in his harem. But which one? At the moment, there were five women living in the women's chambers of the palace; his first wife, Ara, h...
(Thanks to Rey for his editing expertise) *We bleed for Love and Hate; both celebrated with tears* (9 days later) "So, are you anxious about joining the mile-high club," Echo whispered. I had to wonder about her need for privacy – there were only five of us on-board 'my/our' private jet. Michael Harrow offered repeatedly to let me use one of his air fle...
The nighttime sky of Agrabah was beautiful and the light wind cooled Jafar as he in a travelling cloak walked through the market going to a informant. He entered the building lightened by a few oil candles, "Hello Jafar." "Do you have it?" "Yes, follow me" the informant led him into a room where a single object laid: an large re...
(With Apologies to Rudyard Kipling) All the world knew Sultan Hafiz as the wisest of the wise, Each word he wrote was shining to philosophic eyes. For years fourscore and seven he wrought with gilded pen To inscribe his worldly knowledge for enlightenment of men. In five great leather books the Sultan's teachings were preserved, Yet to his many proverbs one...