The Prince And The Journalist Ch 05

(New chapter of this series, continuing with Rose's stay in the Emirate. To say that it has less sex and domination than usual, but I wanted to develop the story a little more, and I didn't want to make the chapter longer or cut it in an inappropriate place. I promise double ration in the next chapter)

The Prince and the Journalist 5 - Shopping

(Rose's point of view)

I should be sleeping, but it's been two hours since I returned to my rooms, after the dinner and the erotic show, (and cum watching it), but I'm unable to fall asleep.

I decide to sit at the small desk and turn on the computer, writing my articles has always relaxed me and I hope the same thing happens this time, unfortunately the only thing I get remembering everything that happened during the previous day is that my whole body starts to get excited.

From the desk I watch Teresa asleep in her cage, she is naked and her tits rise and fall on her chest due to her breathing. I know I could wake her up and use her to make my arousal disappear, but I have come to Kanaan to write about its changes to modernize and forget the old laws and customs, not to be distracted by the slave girls swarming the palace as much as it seems that is what Caleb intends.

Finally I decide to go in search of the third thing that relaxes me the most, after writing and sex, some ice cream, which I am sure I can find in this palace.

I walk through the vast corridors of the palace without meeting anyone, realizing that I have no idea where the kitchen is or anywhere I can find what I'm looking for.

Turning in one of the corridors I collide with something huge and fall on my ass to the floor, looking up I find a huge man as dark as night, it takes me a few seconds to recognize him as the man I saw when I arrived at the palace and the one Teresa got angry with.

"Are you all right Miss Wagner?" he asks offering me his hand to help me up, surprising me that he knows my name.

As he lifts me up I notice he is naked, the huge cock I already saw a few hours ago hangs semi flaccid, but intimidating in size.

"You shouldn't be walking the palace corridors alone at this hour;" he tells me with an angry tone as if he is scolding me. "You might run into one of the palace guards who, seeing you dressed as you are, might think you are one of the palace slave girls whom they can use without any problems."

I didn't even notice that to leave the room I had dressed in the harem outfit, and that I hadn't even buttoned the top leaving my breasts in full view.

"I was just looking for the kitchen to get something to eat;" I say to the man crossing my arms in front of my body to cover my breasts, causing him to show his teeth in what must be a smile.

"Rina will escort you to the kitchen and then to your rooms;" the man tells me moving to the side letting me see two slave girls hiding behind his huge body.

Both slave girls are of local origin, very similar to the group of young girls waiting for their admission test at the entrance of the palace, slender and slim bodies with olive skin, long legs and small tits, and eyes of a shade between green and brown, both are naked and I can observe the piercings of their nipples and their clitoris similar to the ones I have already seen in Teresa.

"I'll wait for you in the garden after you escort Miss Wagner to her rooms;" the man comments to Rina, grabbing the other slave girl by the waist, carrying her away.

As I walk with Rina through the corridors of the palace, I realize that without her help, not only would I not have found the kitchen, but I probably would not even have been able to return to my rooms.

At last we arrive at a huge kitchen full of cupboards, chests and refrigerators.

"Lady Rose, would you like me to fix you something to eat?" asks Rina.

"No need, I just want to eat some ice cream;" I answer her, staying with the desire to ask her as everyone seems to know my name.

Rina opens one of the chests and takes out several tubs of ice cream of various flavors, and sets them down on one of the tables. "Lady Stephanie has informed both the palace slave girls and the rest of the staff of your arrival and has asked us to attend to your every need;" Rina comments indicating for me to sit down. "And she has also asked us to behave and try not to shock her too much."

I sit down and open a tub of chocolate ice cream, and as I take the first spoonful to my mouth, I think about what I saw a few hours ago and what I just saw from the huge black guy.

"Bungami does what he wants;" Rina comments to me guessing what I'm thinking. "Only Lady Stephanie dares to give him orders, and he doesn't always obey them;" she adds remaining standing on one side of the table.

"You can sit down and eat ice cream if you feel like it;" I say to Rina. "Besides this way I can take advantage and ask you some questions."

The young slave girl looks at me in surprise, giggling as she looks at the tubs of ice cream, "Are you sure I can?"

I open another tub of ice cream and offer it to Rina, who quickly sits down next to me and begins to eat it, savoring it as if she had never tasted it before.

"You've never had ice cream?" I ask her.

"Only once a few days after arriving at the palace;" she answers me. "I belong to one of the nomadic desert tribes, and ice cream is something we don't have."

"What did you do to end up as a slave girl?" I ask her again.

"I didn't do anything Lady Rose;" she answers me a little frightened by my question. "All young Kanaan girls have to serve for three years as slave girls in the Emirate, unfortunately I was not selected for the Emir's harem, but being a slave in the palace is better than being sold to one of the clubs or brothels in the capital."

"I'm sorry;" I say to Rina, thinking of what it must be like to spend three years as a slave girls serving the whims of the men and women of the palace.

"Don't be sorry Lady Rose, all of us young Kanaan girls are proud of our period of slavery;" Rina comments to me. "When our time as slave girls is over we can easily find work and a husband."

"I don't understand;" I comment, amazed by everything she is telling me.

"Since about ten years ago the late Emir started the opening and changed some laws, all the slave girls receive education in the specialty of their choice, the harem slave girls, they are educated by university professors hired by the government, and once freed they end up working as executives in some of the public companies, and if they wish they marry high government or army officials."

"And the palace slave girls like you?" I ask her before she finishes her explanation.

"We end up as secretaries, sales clerks or nurses;" she answers me smiling. "I am studying nursing and in six months when my term of service is over, I will become part of the palace medical service and marry one of the guards, a handsome young man named Shariff."

I shake my head, surprised by the naturalness with which Rina speaks of her slavery, as if it were a matter of course.

"I think I'd better go back to my quarters;" I tell Rina covering the ice cream tubs and putting them away. "Besides I think Bungami will be waiting for you."

"Don't worry about Bungami, Lady Rose;" Rina tells me. "Atiya will be entertaining him, I just hope he has used her ass, so when I come he will be fucking my pussy."

A shiver runs through my whole body as I imagine the huge cock I have seen fucking the pussy or ass of either slave girl.

We walk ten minutes down the corridors of the palace, until turning a corner Rina stops.

"Your room is at the end of the hallway;" Rina comments to me. "Just across from the garden gate where Bungami and Atiya are."

"Thank you for joining me and answering my questions;" I point to Rina.

"I am a slave girl, you don't have to thank me, Lady Rose;" Rina replies to me lowering her gaze to the ground. "I am the one who has to thank you for the ice cream."

I start walking towards my rooms, but a few feet later I stop and turn the other way, watching as Rina walks away towards the garden gate. I don't know what's going through my head, but I decide to head towards the garden with the intention of seeing what Rina is doing with Bungami and the other slave girl.

I walk out into the garden in silence and it doesn't take me long to hear the first moans, I head towards where they are coming from, and I stand still to see Bungami lying on the ground with Atiya positioned on top of him, going up and down on his huge cock. The slave girl looks minuscule on the huge black body, and I find it amazing that that huge cock can fit in that tiny body.

I look around for Rina but I can't find her, she was ahead of me and should already be with Bungami, but I don't see her anywhere.

"I knew you were going to follow me;" someone says to my back grabbing me by the waist, turning my body towards her.

Before I can say anything I feel lips on mine, and a tongue trying to enter my mouth. I try to resist until I notice fingers caressing one of my nipples and I open my mouth to protest, giving way to the tongue.

"You taste like strawberry and chocolate!" a smiling Rina says to me breaking the kiss but still playing with her fingers on one of my nipples.

"What are you doing?" I tell her without doing anything to make her stop.

"Obeying Lady Stephanie's orders to attend to her whatever you needs and most of all thanking her for the ice cream;" she tells me bringing her mouth to my tits.

"Stop, Rina!" I order her.

"Are you sure you want me to stop, Lady Rose?" she answers me with another question, going back to kissing and sucking on my tits without waiting for my response.

The only response that comes out of my mouth is a slight moan as Rina bites one of my nipples causing my arousal to increase.

Before I know it, and without stopping sucking my tits and caressing my whole body with her hands, Rina has pulled me out of the place where I was hiding and has taken me to the middle of the garden, leaving me a few meters away from where Bungami continues to fuck Atiya.

I let out a gasp of surprise to see the huge black smiling at me, with the slave girl still impaled on his cock. I try to move away from him, but my body doesn't seem to obey me and even more so when Rina kneels at my feet, and pulling down my pants brings her mouth to my pussy.

The moan that comes out of my mouth when I feel Rina's tongue entering my pussy, is so intense, that I forget that if I went out to get the ice cream is precisely to forget about the excitement I felt.

Fuck, I like sex, and although I prefer a good cock filling my pussy, I don't mind eating a pussy and having mine eaten, albeit always as a second choice, but in the last forty-eight hours, Rina is the fourth woman to play with me.

I grab Rina by the hair and pull her head back, "Bring me to orgasm in less than five minutes, or I will make Bungami fuck your ass;" I tell her remembering what she told me in the kitchen.

"I will bring you to two orgasms before five minutes, and if I do it will be you that Bungami fucks;" she replies burying her head in my pussy.

"No way!" I yell at Rina, though instead of pulling her head away from my pussy I grab it tightly to keep her from escaping.

The first orgasm hits in just over a minute, causing my moans to shatter the silence of the garden. A few feet away from me, Bungami smiles again, calmly rising from the ground keeping Atiya impaled on his cock.

Rita's tongue is leaving no corner of my pussy unexplored, focusing mainly on the area around my clit, though paying less attention to it than I would like, though when it does it turns out worse and brings me to my second orgasm.

"She's all yours Bungami;" Rina comments getting to her feet.

The black giant lifts Atiya up, dismounting her small body from his cock and approaches us, though to both my surprise and Rina's, it is she whom he grabs by the waist and pushes to the floor.

"I'm calling the shots here;" Bungami shouts. "You two are slave girls and Miss Wagner a free woman, though if when I cum she's still here I'll have no problem fucking her."

Bungami kneels behind Rina and pushes his hips forward, I notice how the young slave girl's body tenses and a small wince of pain is drawn on her face, which makes it not difficult for me to imagine that Bungami is fucking her ass, although a few seconds later pleasure fills her face.

"Atiya, lie down on the floor for Rina to eat your pussy;" Bungami orders. "And you, masturbate or get out of here;" he says to me.

I obey without hesitation, bringing my right hand to my pussy, completely soaked after the two orgasms, I start to put three of my fingers in, moving them inside, taking them out then to put them back in, fucking myself with them as if they were a cock.

Meanwhile I can't stop looking at Bungami and the two slave girls, Atiya has already had an orgasm thanks to the tongue of a Rina who has long since climaxed thanks to Bungami's cock in her ass, a climax from which she doesn't seem to want to get off.

After the two orgasms I've had, it takes me over five minutes to reach another one, coinciding with just the right moment when Bungami gets tired of fucking Rina's ass and pulls out of it heading towards me.

"Your turn Miss Wagner;" he says to me.

I don't react for a few seconds, but when I do I run out of the garden towards the palace gate, I stop when I hear a loud laugh, and looking back I see Bungami with the two slave girls kneeling at his feet cumming on their faces.

I don't stop until I get to my rooms, lie down on the bed and start crying overwhelmed by everything that has happened.

(Lady Stephanie's point of view)

I sigh calmly as I see Rose coming out of the garden, I know Bungami wasn't going to fuck her, but she doesn't know that, I keep looking at the screens waiting for her to return to her rooms when I hear someone walk in.

"I didn't think you were a peeping tom?" a voice behind me says forcing me to turn my attention away from the screen and watch as Rose finally enters her rooms.

I turn and smile at Lady Nabila, it is nice to see her in the palace after so long absent.

"I am not a voyeur, I like to observe what goes on in the palace;" I reply inviting her to sit next to me.

"Observe or control?" asks Lady Nabila smiling at me.

I smile without answering her, observing the screens for a few seconds, checking that nothing is happening in the rest of the palace.

"Control;" Lady Nabila states answering her own question. "Everything but Bungami;" she adds smiling.

"I can't handle Bungami, you know I'm very fond of him, but sometimes he gets on my nerves;" I comment to Lady Nabila. "I'd better talk to Caleb to send him on some mission in the desert to get rid of him. If I first tell him to behave himself and not make any fuss while the American journalist is in the palace, the sooner he grabs two palace slave girls and forces them to suck his cock right at the entrance of the palace."

"Luckily when he met Miss Wagner in the corridors of the palace a while ago, he behaved himself, for a few moments while watching the images on the screens, I feared that seeing her dressed as a slave girl he would get carried away and try to fuck her."

"¿Qué te parece la señorita Wagner?" le pregunto con interés curioso.

"She's beautiful and very smart, maybe too smart;" she replies. "It's going to be hard for Caleb to control her and control himself."

"That's why I'm going to personally see to Miss Wagner's stay during her time in Kanaan, to control her and keep Caleb away from temptations;" I comment to her.

"Surely you have no added interest;" Lady Nabila hints to me.

"It will show;" I point out. "It is evident as Teresa deduced, that Miss Wagner is a repressed lesbian with a submissive side she is willing to surrender to, but I suspect that although she enjoys a man more than a woman, she is only willing to submit to a woman, and I am thinking of checking it out."

"That fits with the way Miss Wagner has been behaving with the two slave girls and in how she ran away when approached by Bungami;" Lady Nabila points out.

"I see someone else has been watching the screens;" I tell her.

"I spoke to Caleb this morning and offered to help him with the report, now I am passing that offer on to you;" she tells me diverting the topic of conversation.

I can't help but smile at Lady Nabila's proposal, I am only eight years older than her, and although she is the eldest daughter of my husband the late Emir, we spent a lot of time together in the harem upon my arrival, especially after after the birth of Caleb, I was appointed First Wife, unfortunately she had to leave the palace and take refuge with the nomadic tribes when she refused to marry and told her father she was a lesbian. Only after the Emir's death has she returned to the palace, although she resides most of the time with the tribes.

I don't know why remembering Lady Nabila's past makes a strange idea pop into my head and I decide to accept her offer.

"Teresa will be in charge of doing everything I tell her to do and will keep me informed of everything;" I comment. "Besides seen what happened tonight I will order Rina to be near Miss Wagner, besides with two slave girls attending her, I hope that what happened tonight will not happen again, although I have to say that I did not expect that after eating the ice cream and talking to Rina, instead of returning to their rooms, Miss Wagner followed the slave girl to the garden to spy how Bungami fucked them.

"Tomorrow I am going shopping with Miss Wagner and Yaiza and I want to take the opportunity to find out some more about her, you can join if you want;" I propose.

"I have no interest in Miss Wagner;" she comments, although she keeps looking at the image of the journalist on one of the screens. "But I haven't seen Yaiza for almost six months, and I want to spend time with her before Caleb takes her to the United States."

"Perfect, see you tomorrow at eleven;" I say turning off the screens before retiring to sleep.

(Rose's point of view)

"Wake up Miss Wagner, Lady Stephanie is waiting for us to go shopping;" I am awakened by a voice I don't recognize as Teresa's.

"To hell with shopping and to hell with Lady Stephanie;" I protest trying to cover my face with my pillow.

"Lady Stephanie and my brother always tell me not to say such things;" the voice retorts.

That's when I remember that I had arranged to meet Princess Yaiza to go shopping, and I recognize her sweet voice.

"Shit!" I scream as I realize that I jumped into bed naked after running out of the garden, and try to cover myself with the sheets.

"No need to cover yourself Miss Wagner, I'm used to seeing slave girls naked, and you have a nicer body and tits than most of them;" the girl tells me calmly without taking her eyes off me.

"Yaiza!" shouts a voice from the doorway. "Let Miss Wagner get up and get dressed so we can go shopping;" Lady Stephanie orders her from the bedroom doorway.

"I'm sorry Miss Wagner, I'll wait outside;" Yaiza says to me ducking her head.

"Don't mind her Rose;" Lady Stephanie comments to me approaching the bed, leaving clothes on it. "She's used to not knocking on doors."

"That's alright, I didn't realize what time it was, I had trouble falling asleep last night;" I reply. "Do I have time for a shower?"

"A quick shower without any games;" she answers me, causing me to feel some embarrassment knowing what she is referring to.

It takes me barely five minutes to shower and get dressed, although when I look in the mirror I shake my head at the sight of myself in the gray suit jacket and white blouse again. I leave the room and smile when I see that Lady Stephanie is dressed the same way I am, and although she looks much better than me because of her age, I am sure that with other clothes she would be much more attractive.