The Prince and the Journalist

The Prince and the Journalist 8 - The Mines

(Caleb's point of view)

As I undress the slave girl I have chosen after the meeting, I can't help but think of Rose, I don't know why I have been angry with her like that upon learning that she has possibly decided to do the story to get away from the United States for a while, her motives should be all the same to me.

"Go back to the harem, I'll call you another day;" I order the slave girl.

I head to Rose's rooms, when I get to the door I hesitate for a few moments and wonder if she is alone, I knock on the door, but no one answers, I try to open it but find it locked, I could go to look for the master key, but I prefer to do something else.

I access Rose's room through one of the secret entrances that most of the rooms have, as soon as I enter I get the smell of sex and arousal, I slowly approach the bed and discover Rose on it masturbating, dressed in a set of restraints from the ones they sell at the mall.

She has one of her hands on her pussy, two fingers moving in and out of it, the other hand moves from one of her tits to the other, caressing and pinching her nipples, she keeps her eyes closed, her face disfigured by the pleasure that fills her body.

I look at her body, Teresa has described it perfectly to me, but seeing it in person is much better, her round tits seem to be just the right size for a man's hand, her nipples are large and now swollen and hard looking at the ceiling, her flat belly glistens with sweat and her pussy with the wetness of her arousal, I center my gaze on her swollen clit, watching as each time one of her fingers touches it her body shudders with pleasure.

I know Rose has seen me fuck Gabbie in the harem gym, and I'm sure she's been aroused and has probably masturbated. Now I'm the voyeur, and I'm getting aroused too, my cock is harder than ever, jostling to get out of my pants and bury itself in the wet pussy in front of me, driven by that arousal I decide to take a chance.

"Open up for your Master;" I order her.

Rose responds immediately, spreading her legs and pulling them back until she brings her knees up against her chest.

"Grab your ankles;" I order her again.

Again without hesitation, as if being handled by an invisible voice, Rose grabs her ankles with her hands, staying open for me, as soon as she removes her hand from her pussy, I bring mine, inserting two of my fingers inside, noticing how her pussy stretches due to my fingers being much larger than hers.

I push them in up to my knuckles, twisting them inside, curving them, exploring her insides, still playing with her clit, getting harder and harder. When I add a third finger and begin to pull them in and out as if I were fucking her, Rose's pussy gets wetter and wetter, approaching orgasm, just as she is on the brink I bring the index finger of my other hand to her asshole, finding it completely closed.

I try to force my finger into her ass, but just at that moment Rose explodes in orgasm and I am forced to retreat to the secret door, before closing it I watch as Rose sits up startled looking around seeing nothing, thinking that what has happened was nothing more than a wet dream as she masturbated.

I reposition my hard cock in my pants, I don't remember ever being so hard, I should go to look for one of the slave girls to fuck her and relieve myself, but I know that if I do it I will not be able to stop imagining that it is Rose who I am fucking, and although I feel more and more attracted to her, I am still determined not to fuck her until I finish the report or she is the one who asks me to do it.

(Rose's point of view)

I barely slept through the night, every time I fell asleep my mind was filled with the images of the previous day, with the only problem that I was the protagonist of them all, it was me that Caleb fucked in the gym, it was me the dancer that was displayed excitedly in front of the guests, and it was my face that I saw on all the slave girls that came into the room waiting to be chosen to be fucked by the guests, but mostly I kept coming back to my dreams the moment when Caleb fucked me as if I was his slave girl.

I should tell Caleb that I don't feel up to going to visit the mines, but I know if I do he will worry about me, and I don't want him to be able to find out what is happening to me. Just as I'm thinking about Caleb and get out of bed I hear a knock at the door.

"Rose, it's Caleb, can I come in?"

I feel a shiver at the sound of his voice, I want to let him in, but I don't want him to see me like this.

"I'm in the bathroom, I'll be out in five minutes;" I reply.

I go to the bathroom and quickly apply a mask over my face to try to hide the dark circles under my eyes and the face of not having slept. I put on a robe and open the door.

"Are you okay?" he asks when he sees me.

"Perfectly;" I lie to him. "I was going to take a shower before leaving to visit the mine."

"I'll only be five minutes;" he tells me hoping I'll let him into the room as I still stand in the doorway blocking his way.

I step aside and let him in, as I do Caleb looks to all sides of the room, as if he is looking for something.

"I just wanted to apologize for the way I spoke to you last night;" he tells me. "I didn't like hearing from Madeleine that you were in trouble, and I was angry when she implied that you had come to the Emirate to hide from them."

"You should talk to your mother more, she did know about my problems in the United States;" I blurt out, holding back a smile at the look on her face at my words. "You don't have to apologize, I know something serious happened at the mall, your mother and sister were very nervous and were going to talk to you."

"It was nothing we didn't expect, there are a lot of people who don't want the reforms to go ahead and they will do everything they can to prevent progress;" he comments to me. "We'll talk about them another day;" he adds when he sees that I'm about to say something.

"Meet me in ten minutes at the palace entrance, wear comfortable shoes and fresh clothes;" he points out smiling at me, causing me to smile back like a fool.

I take a shower in five minutes, use makeup to try to cover my dark circles under my eyes and spend the other five thinking about what to wear, I know Caleb has told me to wear fresh clothes, but I'm going to a place where only men work, and where visits from women are not usual at all, so I finally decide to wear long blue pants and a sleeveless blouse of the same color, with some sneakers on my feet.

When I walk out the door of the palace, Caleb is waiting for me next to Colonel Malek, who as soon as he sees me starts smiling and looking at Caleb.

"Fuck Rose;" Caleb says to me. "We are going to a mine full of men, most of them only leave the mine once every two weeks and they do it to go to brothels to fuck a whore or a slave girl."

"I don't understand you;" I say convinced that I am well dressed.

"Put this on and pull your hair back so you can put on a cap;" he says handing me what looks like a military uniform.

I go back into the palace, and in one of the entrance rooms I change my clothes and put my hair up as Caleb has told me to, when I finish dressing I look in the mirror and shake my head, my tits and ass are clearly noticeable, although Caleb seems to think that going this way no one is going to notice.

As we walk back out into the courtyard, Colonel Malek laughs again, and Caleb shakes his head angrily.

"I told him yesterday as soon as I saw you, Miss Wagner;" the Colonel greets me. "That you would attract less attention walking around naked with just the slave collar, than trying to hide that perfect body of yours;" he adds causing me to blush a little imagining myself naked among the miners.

"You were right Omar;" Caleb answers. "For the moment she should take off her cap and let her hair down so that everyone can see that she is a woman, we will have time on the way to think about undressing her and putting the necklace on her;" he adds, playing along with the Colonel.

When we start and I see that two other military jeeps with five soldiers each are following us, I am a little surprised, I have been informed that the mine has its own security team under the command of Bungami, and is formed by mercenaries completely loyal to the Nubian giant and Mr. Jacob Francis, the owner of the company that operates the mine.

"What you are about to see Rose, is very different from anything you have seen before;" Caleb comments to me. "When you visit with Lady Stephanie the Ancient City, it will not seem very different from any ancient quarter in Egypt, Tunisia or any other Arab country, but the Mining City is the closest thing to hell on earth, fifty thousand people crammed into a space where you could barely fit ten thousand, where the life of one man is not worth a dinar, but where the courage of a woman like you can change the lives of a hundred men;" he explains to me.

"Isn't fifty thousand workers too many for the mine?" I ask him.

"We are not just talking about the caltenium mine, there is the smelter, the laboratory, the warehouses and other things that many people don't know about;" Caleb answers me. "Although yes, you are right, fifty thousand workers is a lot, in the mine only about twelve thousand work, the rest are the family members and the workers in the businesses that provide all the necessary services."

(Caleb's point of view)

Luckily Omar is giving conversation to Rose, after last night I don't see myself with strength to be talking to her and not wanting to fuck her, fuck! If when I saw her leaving the palace dressed like that, without being provocative, tremendously sexy, my dick got hard.

This is the part of the report that I like the least, even ahead of the visit to the tribes, I'm sure that when it is done in a little more than two weeks, the situation will be very different. The problem is that the visit to the mines is one of the main points of the report, not only for the caltenium mine, but for the rest of the minerals that we are extracting and that very few people know about.

Although what really worries me is Rose's reaction, the visit to the mines is going to last for four days, in which we will leave the palace early in the morning and return before sunset, every day except today, tonight we will sleep in a camp in an oasis near the mines.

Although we would normally go through the Old City to exit into the desert through the old city gate, to prevent Rose from seeing anything before her visit with my mother, I have decided to exit through another of the gates and go around the wall. When we take the road to the mines that crosses the desert, I see how the journalist moves restlessly in her seat.

The paved road barely lasts half a dozen kilometers, replaced by a dirt track with signposts on the sides, again Rose's curiosity leads her to look back and start asking me.

"Wasn't there more money to continue the road?" she asks me smiling.

"My father spent a small fortune to condition the three hundred kilometers of road to the mines;" Caleb answers me. "And then he spent another small fortune trying to keep it clean, finally after five years, he realized that the desert ends up reclaiming what is his and gave up his attempts;" he adds.

"And now you use signposts with led lights and lithium batteries like the ones that have been used for a few years now on airport runways to mark the road;" Rose comments, surprising me.

"Correct, although in this case the batteries are made of calthenium;" I reply.

For the next two hours Rose keeps asking me questions about the mines, some questions are the usual ones I've been asked dozens of times, but others surprise me, showing me that not only has she done thorough research, but she also knows some things she shouldn't know.

Rose only falls silent when we reach the mining town, overwhelmed by what she sees, what starts out as a sort of modern city with several blocks of three or four-story houses, quickly turns into a jumble of cluttered houses, built of wood, cement and even adobe, without any decorations or lighting, only at the exit of the city, the entertainment district with its dozen brothels, its clubs, its bars and its stores shines with neon lights.

"Only a privileged few can afford to go down to the city more than a couple of times a year to shop or enjoy a night at the 'Princess';" I tell him.

I see the curiosity sparkle in his eyes at the sound of the 'Princess' name and I realize the mistake I have just made, if as I am seeing he has thoroughly researched the Emirate, he will have read about the club and will want to know more about it, but I am not prepared for him to do so.

"I know we agreed at the interview in New York that you could visit any part of the Emirate;" I say. "Tomorrow we will visit the Mining City after camping at a nearby oasis, but I forbid you to try to visit the 'Princess', it was not advisable before, but with what is happening it is even less so."

(Rose's point of view)

I want to protest to Caleb's words, first of all because I don't want to spend a night with him in an oasis in the middle of the desert, not after last night's dream, but mostly because of his prohibition to visit the 'Princess', a name that pops up everywhere when you investigate the Emirate thoroughly.

Luckily for Caleb, the next thing I see makes me forget his words, when I thought of the caltenium mines I imagined them similar to the gold mines in Brazil or South Africa that I already knew, big holes in the ground with thousands of workers, what I didn't expect to find is a kind of huge grey mountain with several openings at different levels.

As we get closer, I notice how the road forks, one of them seems to go around the mountain and the other goes directly towards its center, this is the one we take after several armed guards open a metal gate.

"It looks like..." I start to say without daring to finish the sentence when we reach the foot of the mountain.

"It looks as if the mountain has been dropped here by the gods;" Caleb comments finishing my sentence.

That is exactly the impression, nowhere where I look I observe any slope that begins to form and leads to the mountain, just a small embankment formed by the desert sands for centuries causes it to seem to rise a few hundred meters, an embankment that having a wide stone stairs in its center causes the impression that you are heading to a pyramid or an ancient temple.

"The other path leads to the modern entrance that gives access to the main exploitation, this is the entrance to the ancient gold mine built by the Romans two thousand years ago;" Caleb explains to me.

We start to climb the stairs and I can't stop looking all around, the information about the ancient gold mine is well known, exploited for centuries by the Romans until an earthquake collapsed the galleries in the fourth century.

"The nomads have continued to dig in secret for centuries as have most of the previous rulers, obtaining gold and other metals, as well as calthenium, but all in small quantities;" Caleb points out to me.

As I finish climbing the stairs I notice that to my right is a building that appears to be built into the rock, constructed of stone.

"It's the old Roman building;" Caleb tells me, we have rebuilt it and use it as offices."

We access the building, and after descending a series of stairs, the contrast is evident, stone walls surround a huge room with several glazed offices where half a hundred workers move between papers and computers, seeing us arrive one of them stands up and leaving his office approaches us quickly, I recognize him from the party the night before, but Caleb did not get to introduce us.

"Your Highness, Colonel;" he comments greeting Caleb and Omar. "Miss Wagner, I saw you yesterday at the party, I am delighted to have you here, I am George Reynolds, Director of the exploitation, I will answer all your questions."

Mr. Reynolds looks somewhat embarrassed, probably due to the fact that at the party I saw him pick out two slave girls to spend the night with them.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Reynolds;" I greet him by shaking his hand. "I have many questions to ask you."

"Excuse George;" Caleb says to me placing himself next to me. "He is not too used to dealing with people, I am surprised my mother convinced him to leave his office and his slave girls to attend last night's party;' he adds causing George's face to redden and he sneaks a furtive glance behind him where two naked women remain seated in his office.

I notice how Caleb makes a hand signal and the two slave girls get up and quickly approach us kneeling beside George.

"Master;" they greet in unison.

"This is Rebecca and Vanessa;" Caleb points out. "Rebecca is from Croatia, a graduate in Economics and Business, and Vanessa is from Brazil, a model and a graduate in Physics and Electronics, they were lucky that my mother is always on the lookout for detained tourists, and they were bought by the Emirate and sent to work with George."

I look at the two young women, Rebecca is pretty and would attract attention anywhere with her slim body and firm round tits, but next to Vanessa her beauty pales, the young Brazilian girl is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, with some resemblance to model Adriana Lima she could easily make a living on the catwalk, but here she is, being a man's slave girl locked in a mine.

"Are the rest of the women slaves too?" I ask as I see at least three other women in the area.

"No, all three are free women, although one of them was a slave girl in the Emirate and George's assistant;" points out Caleb who seems to enjoy making the director feel bad.

We approach the three women, one of them ducks her head avoiding looking at Caleb.

"They are Tess and her sister Lotte, they are from the Netherlands and for centuries their family has been trading and working with diamonds and precious jewels;" comments Caleb pointing to two very similar blondes with freckled faces. "And this is Katherina from Russia, geologist and archeologist, she will be the one who will accompany us on the visit, George doesn't like to go into the mine."

We leave the office area leaving George to go back to his office to continue working, looking back I see him happy surrounded by papers with the two slaves sitting next to him helping him.

"This is the main gallery that the Romans opened;" Katherina begins to explain. "Most of the supports that hold up the gallery date from that time."

I notice the walls, with clear traces of scratches from picks and other metal tools, and follow Katherine and Caleb down the corridor, taking us about five hundred meters into the mountains, until we stop at a point where the change of material in the supports is clearly visible.

"This is the area of the old landslide, where about thirty years ago a tribal boy found a hole and by crawling inside discovered the large deposit;" Katherine points out.

"Luckily he was a child of the Sands Tribe and when he alerted his elders Sheikh Hafid contacted my father and they both came with a group of men;" Caleb remarks

"The Romans had continued digging and had already reached it, but because of the cave-in I don't think they were ever aware of what they had found;" explains Katherine after walking another good distance pulling a lever that illuminates a huge cavern.

I look down and see a huge shiny rock of the characteristic blue color of calthenium, but with gold and silver veins buried deep in the ground.

"A meteorite?" I ask in surprise.

"Correct Miss Wagner;" Katherine answers me. "If it wasn't because its existence is barely known by a score of people, we would be talking about the biggest meteor known, the things I have found out these last four years are incredible, I hope I can publish them someday if the Prince allows me to;' she adds with a serious gesture looking at Caleb.