Maia Laaning

The second sexual episode in Maia Laaning's sexual journey of her life occurred on the occasion of her nineteenth birthday party. As we've seen, Maia had surrendered her virginity on the night and subsequent morning of the actual date of her nineteenth birthday. Nevertheless, her birthday party was a spur of the moment affair decided by mother and daughter to explore possible contemporary lovers for Maia to consider becoming more sexually active.

Despite her very visible aloofness when interacting with her peers, Maia was still the most popular girl in her high school. She was the most stylish dressed female and she was acknowledged without much opposition debate, as the prettiest girl in the school. To top it all, her stepfather was the Prime Minister of Estonia and her mother had been a former cabinet minister in the previous administration. As her mother belonged to the opposition party, she was rumored to become the next leader of that party.

Were that to happen the Estonian political pundits were salivating at the prospect of the next national election, which would then feature in essence a husband and his wife battling it out for the leadership of the nation. Speculation was that in such a hypothetical contest voting would not be based on political party allegiance but along gender bias. Technically speaking Vivian Laaning and Raimond Kruuse were not legally married, as the latter had not officially divorced from his wife, the mother of his two flesh and blood daughters. Still Vivian and Raimond were locked in a truly very visibly committed relationship just as strongly bonded if not more so than legally married couples. And the Estonian public recognized that reality.

With all that public notoriety and her recognized superior pulchritude, Maia was not subject to counteracting any attempts of seductive enticements by her male school mates. They were collectively intimidated at the aura of her popularity that they could not see any chance of success in attracting any notice of them from her. Besides that, as we've seen Maia's day to day activity was booked solid of her time. She practiced on the piano for at least one hour a day and devoted two hours to her tennis activity.

With her mother's imposed household duties, not to mention the requirement of time allotted for her school study, there did not seem to be enough hours in the day to accomplish all and sundry her daily functions. She was hard put to enjoy any frivolous activities such as going out on a date. Actually, of course, she could have gone out on a date while she was in high school, but her energy was drained to contemplate a social life. Besides among every one of her male acquaintances virtually none of them sparked an interest in her to consider going out on a date. Consequently, it was no wonder she was a virgin upon reaching her nineteenth birthday, whereas the majority of her female friends and acquaintances were sexually active.

The weekend adventures opened a wide world to Maia. She discovered sex! Well, although a virgin she certainly was well aware of the rudiments of sex, and she had occasionally engaged in some not so serious girl-on-girl sex with her close friend Riina Mölder. But what she did discover that weekend was that she just absolutely loved sex! In her clinches with Dmitri that weekend, she realized that she genuinely loved sex as opposed to tolerating the activity simply to ensure intimate companionship of a lover.

There was no question that Dmitri was not in love with her, and in fact had to be seduced by her to even engage in the sex. In fact, if it wasn't for her vamping him that night, helped by flashing her magnificent boobs, he would have been quite satisfied in polishing off two bottles of vodka and calling it a night. As for her, Maia realized that she was not smitten in a romantic love of him. Her lust for him centered on the fact that he was super sexy and the epitome of the ultimate virile man. In Maia's mind, such a man realistically is not expected to become a lifelong squeeze, but instead he was a love god of whom she had the great fortune of meeting and fucking him.

That weekend also instilled some regret in her mind, that she had delayed surrendering her virginity for such a long time. She was mindful of her mother's premise that her male peers as a general rule were inept lovers and needed experience with an older woman to become a satisfactory lover. However, her mother implied that there was no reason to reject a boy of her age for inadequacy in sex, because after all, no matter how poor a lover he would turn out to be, the ensuing sex had to be better than masturbation. In Maia's mind that last assertion was questionable. Since that weekend, for the next several nights till her birthday party, she engaged in and enjoyed a series of terrific masturbation sessions every night featuring her being fucked by the charismatic and sexy Dmitri Arkhangelsky.

That Sunday night after Dmitri and Anna had departed, as Maia had retired to sleep in her bedroom, she recalled the details of her exciting erotic dream she had enjoyed just as she woke up that Sunday morning next to Dmitri in his hotel room at the Swissôtel. To pleasure herself on this occasion, Maia recreated and determined in her mind to logically complete that erotic dream. The scene in her mind occurs during the Middle Ages. She imagined a rough savage band of Cossack slave traders had advanced westward into the Estonian territory of Livonia and captured her as she was milking a cow in her father's dairy farm. Because of her beauty the regular ruffians who originally seized her did not violate her. Instead, they bound her hand and foot to take her to the leader of their band who looked remarkably like Dmitri Arkhangelsky but perhaps was not exactly him.

The Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader recognized the beauty of Maia and her value as a female slave. He said to her, 'Thank God my men recognized your rare beauty, and knew that you could be the jewel from the west in sultan Selim's seraglio. They also knew that they would have to rely on my judgment for this assessment to be true, so they exercised restraint in not raping you. So, they handed you over to me in the hope that upon my inspection of you, the result would prove to be a lucrative slave capture. I pay my men a bonus if the sultan accepts a slave from my offerings.'

By this time, in reality, Maia was relentlessly rubbing on her clit, as her vulva was soaking wet from her oozing secretions. The Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader informed her, 'During the next twenty-four hours I'm going to fuck you in every way imaginable. This will be a test to find out if indeed you'll be a worthy addition to the sultan's harem.'

The Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader was immediately naked, and Maia literally gasped as she saw he was sporting a huge cock, just as good as Dmitri's. Since she had imagined she was bound hand and foot by the Cossack band, she visualized that their leader turned her over to force her on her knees with her ass sticking up in the air. He placed himself at her rear end and plunged his rigid member into her pussy which she felt it was tight because she had imagined that her calves and thighs were locked together as a result of her bound ankles and tied rope above the knees.

Maia gasped again and soon she climaxed! She also actually squirted making a mess on the bed. In reality, she had turned over onto her stomach at the onset of her orgasm. Annoyed by the inconvenience, she had to remove the bed sheet and mattress cover sheet and sleep on the bare mattress that night.

The next night as she went to bed, she began pleasuring herself by resuming her imagined capture by the band of Cossack slave traders. Still on her hands and knees while bound together on her wrists, thighs and ankles, the Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader took her in the ass without any lubrication. Maia literally gasped as her imagined pain seemed all too real in her mind. Oh yes, she remembered the taste of real life semen and the memory of it made her climax again. This time she was groaning and moaning in her euphoria.

As Maia had not yet in reality experienced sodomy, the pain she imagined was theoretical. However, even in her imagination she knew she was not a wuss and would be able to in real life tolerate even a brutal ass fucking. As a result, she was stimulating her clit and 'G' spot something fierce as she climaxed.

But Maia was not done yet! She continued masturbating this time by fisting herself with her right hand deeply penetrating her vagina up to her wrist. So, she imagined that after the Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader had finished his sodomy, he strolled around to where Maia was resting her head on a pillow. The Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader offered his cock, still dripping with his sperm, to her. Maia greedily captured his thick cock into her mouth, and vigorously began bobbing her head up and down along his shaft. She kept it up until he erupted again blasting loads of cum into her hungry mouth.

She recalled the taste of cum, from her real life fellatio of the real Dmitri Arkhangelsky. Consequently, she could sense the smell of real life semen overwhelming her as she continued pumping her vagina with her now very moist hand. The actual physical masturbation produced a second and most exquisite orgasm. The sensation of her orgasm caused her to swoon. She thereupon fell asleep with her hand still in her pussy. Sometime during the night, the hand did automatically detach.

On Tuesday night, Maia prepared for bed and commenced which by now had become her regular nightly masturbation session. She resumed her imagined fantasy as a sexual prisoner of the charismatic Cossack leader who had an uncanny resemblance to Dmitri Arkhangelsky. This time as she was rubbing on her clit, she visualized that the Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader had untied her rope bindings to grant her more freedom to participate in the non stop marathon sexual copulation.

Thereupon, she saw that she could hook her legs around his body. By bending her legs, she could plant the heels of her feet against the back of his knees. This way, by thrusting with her hips she was able to give as she good as she got. When she imagined that the Dmitri look-alike Cossack ejaculated, she climaxed in reality.

Despite actually having orgasmed, she nevertheless continued her masturbation without stopping. The Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader had turned over to lie on his back. This allowed Maia to climb on top of him and impale herself on his still stiff, rock hard prick à la cowgirl style of sexual position. As she was happily bouncing up and down on his penis in her imagination, she was at the same time frantically, manually stimulating her clit. When she imagined that the Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader was ejaculating in her vagina, she found herself orgasming not only in her imagination, but in reality, as well.

And she was not done yet! She continued her manual stimulation of her now raw ravaged clitoris and 'G' spot uninterrupted despite the overwhelming euphoria she experienced from her actual orgasm. She visualized the Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader again had repositioned himself as well as directing her to lie prone on her stomach. Thereupon in this new scenario, he unceremoniously sodomized her, and she gasped loudly as a result of the imagined pain of the forceful envisioned anal penetration. In reality, she was actually fisting her vagina with her right hand, and at the same time she had formed her three middle fingers of her left hand into a spear to penetrate her ass hole. Thus, her imagined pain of her imagined sodomy corresponded with the actual pain she was feeling from her own actual fingering of her rectum. This instance of her third climax, produced a swoon and relaxation of her body that she immediately fell asleep, again with her hand lodged in her pussy.

On Wednesday night, as Maia started pleasuring herself, she visualized the Dmitri look-alike Cossack leader telling her, 'I'm impressed how you were able to submit without any resistance to my fucking you in every way possible. You should be a good fit for the sultan's harem should he accept you as his slave.'

Accordingly, as a captured female slave, Maia was taken to the sultan's agent who also had an uncanny resemblance not to Dmitri Arkhangelsky but to Toomas Tamala, her tennis coach. The Toomas look-alike sultan's agent took her on to a boat to transport her on the Don River to the Sea of Azov and thence to a port on the Black Sea and from there finally sent to Constantinople. In her imagination the journey took seven days all told, and the Toomas look-alike sultan's agent took her every night of those seven nights. In reality, that night she experienced seven successive orgasms as she continued masturbating non stop until she imagined she had arrived in Constantinople.

Maia's imagination during her self pleasuring operation that night was so vivid, that she was unaware when she had actually fallen asleep. As a result, when she woke up that morning, she was in absolute ecstasy as she happily conjured up the memory of the wonderful time she experienced while engaging in torrid sex with her tennis coach, Toomas Tamala. Why she recalled that she had climaxed seven times! But then she realized, the sex was imaginary not actual. But she thought, 'Damn it! I sure as hell want to fuck Toomas for real!"

For the Thursday night masturbation session, Maia fell asleep while masturbating. Sometime during her slumber, she was engaged in an intense comprehensive erotic dream. Her dream picked up from her last conscious masturbation imagination of the previous night. She envisioned that as a female slave, she found herself on the auction platform stage at the slave market in Constantinople, the capital city of the Byzantine Empire and the home of the sultan Selim. She was completely naked along with three other female slaves on the stage with her. Their group of four women were stripped naked because they were being auctioned off as sex slaves to perform as concubines for the prospective buyers.

Prior to their time on the stage three groups of slave women had been auctioned off: one group of ten women for kitchen duty; another group of twelve women for household duties; and a group of six women designated for garden and landscaping duty. During their auction, these women had been fully clothed since presumably their physical appearances were not a determinative factor for the prospective slave buyers to consider.

Before the bidding started Maia and her three companions were required to lock their hands behind their heads which caused their chests to thrust forward and highlighted the allure of their breasts. They were instructed by the slave master/auctioneer to parade around the stage and wiggle their asses. He advised that the slave who fetched the highest price would receive a special reward from the slave's agent in appreciation.

To Maia's surprise, the slave master/auctioneer was the spitting image of Harri Kutsaar, a fellow classmate at Maia's high school. Although Harri was very handsome and virile in his physical appearance, still he was considered dumb as dirt. He was twenty years of age and was still in high school, since during his secondary education he had been twice held back in different years for failing to complete the grade requirements for advancement to the next grade. Harri's apparent lack of intellect was considered so bad that he was shunned by all the other students at the high school and as a result he did not have any known friends. Maia had been somewhat intrigued by considering how such a loner in high school as apparently Harri appeared to be, even existed. It was unfathomable in Maia's mind in her conception of what should be the proper order of things. Nevertheless, Harri's plight as a student at her high school was not an overly concern to her so that she hadn't paid much attention to him at school. And of course, he had been too intimidated by her popularity to even have ever ventured a conversation with her.

However, in her erotic dream the Harri look-alike slave master/auctioneer had an authoritative aura to him as he conducted this auction of female sex slaves expeditiously. His presentation of each female sex slave was designed to entice the highest bid possible from the buyers. The non sex female slaves had usually fetched between two to ten gold solidi, but it was expected that the sex slaves would attract much higher bids especially if the Harri look-alike slave master/auctioneer's advertisement would paint a very alluring picture.

The first female sex slave to be offered for the buyers' bidding was from the Orient. The Harri look-alike slave trader/auctioneer declared, 'Our first offering is Li from Cathay. We have to thank the Venetian merchant and explorer Marco Polo who one hundred years earlier had traversed the silk road and discovered the wonders of Cathay and their women. You will notice that Li's feet are differently shaped than our women, since girls in the high social circle of Cathay have their feet bound at an early age. I am advised that if one is into sexual foot play one can't do much better than a girl from Cathay. So, what am I bid?'

Li was purchased for 20 gold solidi, twice the highest price for a non sex female slave. The Harri look-alike slave trader/auctioneer introduced the next female sex slave, 'Our next female sex slave is Padama who was captured in the southern region of India where I understand the permanent temperature all year around is very hot. As a result, the females in the region wear the minimal amount of clothing for relief from the oppressive heat. That being the case, a women's breasts tend not to be viewed as alluring in their society as ours, and so no one in authority over Padama had a realistic idea of her worth in our market. That is why our slave traders were able to acquire Padama at an unbelievably low price which can be passed on to you. You can obviously see how gorgeous Padama's tits are, and what you can do with them. So, what I am bid for the Indian beauty?'

Padama did fetch a price of 30 gold solidi, as the purchaser was the most renowned whoremaster of the most sophisticated brothel in Constantinople. The penultimate female sex slave to be offered for sale was a Persian woman named Jazmine. The Harri look-alike slave master/auctioneer had this to say, 'Our next offering is Jazmine who was captured by our slave traders when her entire family was arrested for plotting to overthrow the sultan Selim's rule. As Jazmine pleaded innocence and was too young to be party to any nefarious political intrigue by her family, the sultan's forces have spared her life. Obviously happy to have survived the misfortune which had befallen on her family, I can guarantee that Jazmine will be most compliant to her terms of servitude and provide satisfaction to your masters beyond their wildest dreams.'

Accordingly, Jazmine was auctioned off at 50 gold solidi, to date the highest price ever paid for the purchase of a female slave. Since the majority of the female sex slave buyers in Constantinople were Arabs and or Muslims, they were familiar of what they could expect from a Persian female sex slave. In viewing Jazmine's enticing naked strut around the slave auction stage, they were confident in believing that Jazmine would prove to be an outstanding addition to their master's entourage. Accordingly, the bidding for Jazmine was fierce, but the majordomo of the sultan Selim was the one who made the highest bid which produced gasps from the other slave buyers as none of them were authorized to go beyond 40 solidi for any one particular slave.

As it was the sultan Selim's majordomo who purchased Jazmine, he was probably the only prospective slave buyer who could afford such a high price. The sultan's majordomo resembled Arnold Viisimaa who was a classmate of Maia and who had celebrated his nineteenth birthday a couple of months earlier. Unlike Harri Kutsaar, who had a handsome physical appearance Arnold had an off putting physical image if not actually repulsive. At best, you could say that he might be a catch for those unattractive girls who could not otherwise attract male attention. To add to Arnold's physical deficiencies was the fact that he was grossly overweight not quite officially obese, but almost there.