Seven times the moon had shone its subdued, borrowed light from the sun since Yahminah and Jaffa had been stolen from their homes in Egypt and Nubia to be sold in an
Athens'
slave market to a Muslim woman named Adara. She was the sister to Johara, the favored wife of Sultan Abdul – Khareen in Istanbul, Turkey, to whom the Sultan had given her the position of overseer of his hareem of fifty wives and 365 concubines.
Adara had outbid everyone at the
Athenian
market plaza who had come to buy slaves and especially for the beautiful, young women Jaffa and Yahminah, outbidding a balding, heavyset man who had offered 40,000 drachmas by doubling it to 80,000 drachmas in the name of the Sultan Abdul – Kareen, but, in truth, she had bought them for herself. As the sister of the Sultana Johara and Overseer and Protector of the hareem, Adara had the authority and permission to make such deals. The Sultan had bestowed upon her this high position himself that was quite out of the ordinary since women had no such place or authority in
Islamic
society; however, he could not refuse his wife Johara anything for which she asked.
For young girls of eighteen, Yahminah and Jaffa were exposed to many things for which they had little or no experience, and being sold as slaves was just one of them. They were also not experienced in anything sexual except masturbating to bring relief to their sexual needs, so it came as a rude awakening for both when they were given pelvic exams in
Athens
to confirm they were, in fact, virgins, after which the physician Galen and his mid-wife Maia performed cunnilingus on their sweet, virgin pussies that had never been licked by a tongue before then.
However, the most sexual experiences they had in that one day happened during their sailing to
Turkey
. They had lesbian sex with Adara who had them go down on her and eat her pussy until she shot her cum all over their youthful faces, after which she returned the favor by eating out Yahminah's and Jaffa's delicious pussies to orgasm, giving them their first taste of lesbian love.
Their sexual nervousness, however, was not made better by the time they were taken to the rooms of the hareem where they, Adara, and Johara, her sister, the Sultana, enjoyed a foursome in the beauty of the palatial, large room made especially for the wives and concubines of the Sultan.
Yahminah and Jaffa who had been given a luxurious suite of rooms to share talked much about their adventures and all that had happened to them. They also wondered what more would befall their young lives.
They definitely weren't mistreated in anyway. In fact, all the women who saw Yahminah and Jaffa were Adara's favorites went out of their way to please them, trying to communicate with them through hand gestures but speaking their language so they would become familiar with it as time went by.
Adara had told them they would not be burdened by studies in their ways by language. They would learn these things by using their language and customs every day, both by listening and by speaking it. She told them immersing themselves in all that was
Turkish
within
Islamic
traditions would help them greatly to adapt to their new lives more quickly.
"Talking with one another will also be a great advantage to your learning the ways and speech of our country. To learn a new language requires Practice. Practice. Practice. Soon your mistakes will be no more, and you will be just like all the rest," said Adara, putting her arms around each and giving them a loving hug.
They in turn hugged Adara back because they, too, had learned to love her, not just sexually but for who and what she was.
There was one question, however, the two often talked about in the quiet of their beautiful lounge room whose floor was laid with white marble and had a beautiful ornate Persian rug with peacocks, flowers, pomegranates, and intricate patterns, and beautiful tapestries with figures of women making love in all kinds of poses hung on the walls. They were very erotic and sexually stimulating.
Their bedroom was much the same as far as the décor was concerned; however, one couldn't help notice the very large poster bed in the center of the room that was omnipresent and touched no wall. It was made of the finest
African
ebony wood, and both the headboard and footboard had intricately carved women in various
Sapphic
poses. The tapered bedposts were tall enough for a woman of medium height to stand without having her hair touch the fine, shear curtains that covered the top and hung down on all four sides with slits on the sides that allowed the girls to get in and out of bed. The four bedposts were joined by a rectangular frame upon which were gold minarets.
There was an arched doorway on the East wall through which Yahminah and Jaffa could go and pray the
Salat
, their morning prayer, with the rising of the sun. It also afforded them with beautiful sunrises as well as cooling breezes.
An anteroom before the bath was unique unto itself. It had blue tiled floor, white walls, and gold leaf molding where the ceiling and walls meet. There were two gold-edged mirrors, one on each side above two ebony dressers with carvings of goddesses.
This room led to a large walk-in bathroom, and in it were two of everything, extra-large porcelain tubs into which there were three steps to the bottom and dolphins at each corner. From their mouths water flowed to fill the tubs. In the middle of one side of the tubs were special heads with small holes that caused the water to surge out fast and hard, and the heads were attached to long, flexible hoses that reached anywhere in the bathtub.
The girls had no idea what the hoses with the special head-of-many-holes were for, but one day they bravely asked one of the girls with whom they had made friends if she would tell them. She was
Egyptian
